This is a song about "Look in the mirror"

I see a bight future when i look in the mirror

Watch the simpsons and eating some cereal for dinner

Dream of the fame or a ring on her finger

Right under your bed, when you look at the mirror

Grew up in the jungle where it's killers at war

Unless when you look at the mirror on your door

When i look into the mirror what do i see

It's about niggas and bitches, power and money

Account overdraft what i got this debit for

I look down in the river, no sound in that wet mirror

I've been so thorough, that's what i boast for

Every morning in the mirror