This is a song about "Mirrors issues"

The cracked up mirrors in your house show proof

Bail hard but balling 50 on them pretty shoes

Fuck whoever said the rap game wasn't edible man

The neurosurgeon, coke mirrors, i'm lyrics worse than

Verizon dissed me too cause i was too political

I see you have mommy issues but put on your muzzle.

Niggas die over shoes

Had to deal with all the issues

That photograph is fading

All these issues i'm facing

With some soccer moms where they like to fucking sit and mingle

Life's difficult, my issues have left me analytical.

Who feel 9 to 5, seeing me again

Deal with your issues, everyone's got them

Bow our heads, say our grace, make it out the hood was amazing grace

( its like, i never wanna talk about my issues cause i always-