This is a song about "Mirror on"

Not fearful of a mirror/

I don't know.. what you're lookin' for

Hangin out pickin up game, sippin cheap liquor

Outta my lane, yeah i see you in my mirror

Pine-green foams, they may never see the store

Unless when you look at the mirror on your door

That's when you start to stare at who's in the mirror

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

All dem niggas gonna hate

Look in the mirror, seems opaque,

Lookin at myself i stand in the mirror/

Myself as a prominent figure

The mirror, bags under my eyes,

Niggas wanna know why i'm so nice

Me on a track is similar to playing battleship with a mirror behind your chair

With a group of bitchs we're like fishes they got tendense to get wetter man you can drown in there