This is a song about "Mirror mirror"

Look in the mirror, seems opaque,

Early adapters agree they all late

I pry my eyes from that crystal glassed mirror.

{*both*} but first lemme, lemme, lemme talk to her

And i ain't frontin for her

Not fearful of a mirror/

Mirror mirror, tell me how it is

Mind your motherfucking business

I see my picture, when a nigga's gettin richer

Before you fuckin judge somebody look in the fuckin mirror.

Right under your bed, when you look at the mirror

And all that deep shit i was previously down for

I'm just thinking from reefer keep on talking from liquor

I'm an animal, i'm that monster in my mirror.

Don't come nearer, see your soul in the mirror?

I rush to tend her, talked as i touch her