This is a song about "Singing in the mirror"

Before you fuckin judge somebody look in the fuckin mirror.

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

I'm in the mirror with this look on my face, curious

Gettin good graces, take his money, aa-another one

Marching in the streets singing " we shall overcome"/

Account overdraft what i got this debit for

But i know when she looks in the mirror

And her mind is amazing, different kind of connection

Staring from the mirror leaving my head in a spin

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

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

Looking in the mirror and loving this revolutionary change,

Which prevents a better life and so i live in a cage,

Tv dinners, tampons, soy milk, paint thinner

Looking in the mirror all i want is silver