Look in the mirror
Tell me what you see
My eyes staring back, you staring back at me
Past tryna drag you back to '63
Rabbit tryna snap you back to reality
Family out the frame and you ain't get the picture
You might not see your son if you don't fix the issue
Maybe I could sympathize, you were traumatized, hope that you don't follow how your father died
I been dreaming 'bout you, I been thinking 'bout you
Sometimes it's to the point that I can't sleep without you
I can't sleep with you neither, bitch I need a breather
Maybe you should tell your girls to leave so I can come and see you
And beat you to an inch of your life
That ain't even half of what you did to your wife
Maybe I could sympathize, you were traumatized, hope that I don't follow how my father died