Mirrors

When my sin blows up the spot like a jihad
My reflection reminds me that I will never be God
So why am I captivated by my own sight?
Or other creatures with other features -- I guess to each his own, but
I ain't on the throne and I know that
So why is every moment like a Kodack? Black
Darkness in my heart, why can't I throw that
To another place where I'll see it like a throwback
I'm washed in His blood but I act like I don't know that
Kinda like the world tryna act like they don't know rap
That's why I pray, "Lord, never let me fall in no trap"
So that they can feel the boom and the bap
When I rap and confess and combat with the flesh
That I see in the mirror, You're the true sight-giver
You expose and give to those who believe in You
As You weave through the grace that flows
From the greatest Hebrew, Jesus the Christ