[Verse: 1]
I know this kid right, he wanted finer things//
He wants to rap bout life n' not diamond rings//
People disregard him, he ain't rap the same//
He doesn't rap about the cars and the dying fame//
I see him everyday sittin' inside his house//
I could tell that he's clouded with so much doubt//
Trynna beat around the bush for another route//
But he's surrounded by mirrors with no way out.//

[Verse: 2]
He talks about his music on a daily basis//
This is what it took even when he had braces//
His music sucked cause he never had a mic//
Stuck with a macbook and vocals never sounded right//
EQs came wrong and never knew how to mix//
Lyrics and the beat would hit, but never clicked//
He had it man, now this is it//
But he came to far now just to quit.//

[Verse: 3]
I look into the mirror and he's lookin' back//
He's prolly thinkin' "damn I can't believe I'm that"//
That kid that gave up on everything he loved//
That kid that hates even on his own blood//
That kid who doesn't value things for what they're worth//
That kid that rarely attends mass at church//
Now that mirror wants to tell me who I am//
So I look at him.....damn.//