The Mirror, Pt. 1

Yea
I looked up at the mirror, I’ll tell you what I saw
I saw yet another rapper tryna make it big
He on his way but insecure, he think he failing it
Cause he see lesser worthy at the top prevailing him

And opinions shaping him
He closed his ears and said, “No I won’t listen to em.”
Held back his tears and said that he won’t give in to em
Won’t let opinions alter me, I’ll just be me well, screw em

I want this record to myself, listen Treb
I won’t let a feature on it, this just ain’t their tale to tell
I don’t need help, cause it’s mine
Any other fucker tryna jump on this I decline

Except for Tony
That was my mans, we had plans
I thought he knew the shit I’m on, I thought he’s feeling what I’m saying
Then I noticed inhibition
His intentions were pernicious
Saw through him, like fishes through clear water, he was fishy
I’m letting shit out it’s feeling right, it maybe wrong, I don’t know
I ain’t guiding my own pen on this song, it’s my soul, it’s my
I ain’t guiding my own pen on this song, it’s my soul

Then I looked at the mirror, let me tell you what I saw
I saw my....

I was lost up in my head, feeling scared
Bothered by the fucking weight of my vision, then I said to myself that I’d rather be dead than not making it
Death is the only Option B, so I’m making it
Laying my foundation by the brick, I’ve been labouring
If it ain’t work still then it’s a razor blade, yea it’s goodbye man
Goodbye Tani, goodbye friends, goodbye family, goodbye

But for now I’m good cause
Destiny, I’m shaping it
The bar is set too low for these fuckers and I’m raising it
Music is food for the ear, good food, I’m tasting it
I’m making it
The studio’s the kitchen, I’m all day in it
That spot’s mine, I’m the only worthy, they false claiming it
Wait shush I heard a voice
“Aryan, look up at the mirror man.”
Then I looked up at the mirror and
Faded
Faded
Faded