Man In The Mirror

I guess We wasn't suppose to see

The things from underneath

We wasn't suppose to find

What lies beneath the sheets

I guess We wasn't suppose to see

The things from underneath

We wasn't suppose to find

What lies beneath the sheets

He hoped up out the bed

Couse He was so afraid

He remember what that man behind the mirror had said

He saw behind the smoke

He saw behind the shades

The man in the mirror spoke to him and then he said then he said

I guess We wasn't suppose to see

The things from underneath

We wasn't suppose to find

What lies beneath the sheets

Can I ask you something

Can I have your thoughts

Do you like my chain

Do you like my watch

What about my shoes

Take a look at this hat I bought

Just tryna be a little up with culture

So It's a couple things I had to cop

Man I know they like em

You Better not start fruntin

You think im fly

I call it stuntin

Ima call your bluff

Bluffing

Im on my parachute status

You Can't touch this, oops!

Look at em now ( look at em)

Hes so immature, always gotta joke to say

Man he must Be insecure

Plus I can prove it

Look at how he dress

Tryna be that cool brotha

But he just that hot mess

Easy target

Don't get me started

Steady Driving craes car

When really he takes the Marta

What he trying to prove

Who ya trying to impress

When an act gets old to the crowd you perform in front of what happens next

I can see past the clothes and jokes now

Yous a fake yous a fraud oh we know now

Every gimmick you put up, we will throw down

Yea we gone shatter every tower in yo town

Man I know that I'm insecure

Do really You think I wanna walking around like this

I'm tired and I'm sick and tired man I'm sick and tired of tryna please everybody I'm tired this tired of this

From the morning when I'm picking out my clothes

To the moment when I walk up out that door

My pride is shooting up to the roof top

While the self esteem finds its way to floor

Man I know I got problems

And I ain't Finna sit and try to hide em

So I am take this beat and just ride it

And tell the world what I've been finding

You done seen my issues

Insecure but I'm not gonna sit through

Another day where I can't break

The habit where I try to please anybody

Now I gotta break loose

Growing is so hostile its seeming freaking impossible, you trying to TAKE the time to mature but satan a rob you

Facebook it listen Im done spread it on twitter, im taking back my life im a growing indian giver cuz one day canon will get up

Say goodbye to dat picture, personally separate the simpleton split up, personality changing the old canon I trashed that, this a monster who's trashing his sin and wrapped it dads bag so the bomb over bagdad no it isn't as bad as, the bomb ima drop on the last nerve I just had

Im tryna grow to be Godly before I pass out, I started out spazing but skip it im getting spazed out

Im sick of this beast, I need a leash no more sitting, as I get murdered under the sheets cuz this struggle is undercover and its giving me grief, bloody painful Cane I feel so un Able to cease it believe that

Evry accessorie that I put on, is like holloween its just a tool to cover what's wrong. Insecurity sits up under like cob is under corn, I just want to break its teeth and be free to see where im goin

So ashamed of this naked revelation kinda like its porn, if the problem gets any deeper then inside itl get torn

But im already torn I just try to hide the issue

I got so much crap in my heart Im a need more than tissue (tissue)

But im like a pistol getting ready kill the problem

My adrenaline rush gotta little bit of buz from lookin into the closet of problems and I got options well really one option is to be honest and see how God has been glorified with myself as the target

My struggle is pride its so deep down inside and im tired of_ the entire way im inclined, I just wanna see such perfection I know im just a bride im the opposite of my husband he's perfect, he's a lion

King lion and I ain't lying really im sick of trying, I know I ain't perfect at being perfect cuz im blind, I notice my instincts knowing that yes yall my end stinks my entire fesaud is my account, its empty

So lord build me higher than what bob was building

Raise me, to the bar higher than all ceilings

Sky is never my limit since my fathers the real thing

So im burning this mask so can you witness the real me

Look at me

You happy now

You'll see the truth

Now or later