This is a song about "Vanity upon vanity"

How to be looked down upon

Lip balm she's some nun bitch from st. john

Financially secure and happily thankful for my sanity, lack of vanity,

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

A damn shame, the girl can hardly spell her namethat's not our problem, that's up to brenda's family

Going to my vanity just to realize im fucking sanity, to much profanity,

An ancient myth... born upon a shaky cliff

And a finger in the middle that i leave em with

Force upon you images of a dismantled body,

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

Counting 100 grand i pulled it from my last show

Once upon a time not long ago

Once mr. woods was all good, now a nigga only

Who's incredible upon the same pedestal as me

But she sure can get you high if the coke let her

Shooting ink upon the looseleaf like a lazer