This is a song about "Reflection"

Pissed off images not my reflection

Got a sweet sixteen and they deadlier than sin

If a period is late then i will mark it with a question

When i look in the mirror, i see rhymes in the reflection/

To see my reflection.

It ain't where i been

A true reflection once i go and get behind the mic,

Nigga, this nigga's forehead is so fuckin' big

Making it hard trying ta figure who's out ta trap me, pataki, got all

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

Used to catch us on the roof or behind the stairs

In the reflection all i see is tears

So you walk up to a mirror and seee your reflection

That's because thats these compton streets was built not to win

Is a you intervention

Reflection, nowhere near perfection.