This is a song about "My reflection"

You say reflection reveals your perfection

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win

And stay focused on the women and you get less done

Weres my opinion, whats my religion,

And u know my number just give it a call if u wana brawl

Bottle of wrong-ful, reflection of this bitches head swinging on the wall,

And when you niggas realize that we all can't be in your fuckin reflection

A loss plus one have fun hun for my gun has just quivered taken a win

What up girl, tell me how you been

Pissed off images not my reflection

And standing there idle, only your reflection your rival,

Ok, chief-in on whatever on another level

Enforce, i'm elegant and

My rhymes propellers, words my instrument

I'm popping rubber bands

Got my head in my hands.