Man in the Mirror Video (MV)

I think I finally found my way
As I'm driving down this road
I Thought I seen the yellow bricks
But it's full of pot holes
And it's a lot that's on my plate
So I'm whipping at the stove
But I ain't cookin up the crack
My kids said they
Want some s'ghettios
I hit the booth and make a track
And that's the way that I free my soul
I try to use my third eye
To see the people
Singing my songs
I'm not tryna lead you
Wrong or right
Them other niggaz just
String you along
So tell me if I really gave
You my heart
Would you use it to see me fall
Let me know now
I can't control everything
I control myself
Them niggaz too uptight
Cause they don't know they self
And I'm chillin
So cold the snow don't melt
I Used to be broke
But always knew bout wealth
I knew my worth
Before I even knew it
Would work
I knew I would work
I'm living and I'm killing myself To make it work
Tryna make a killing
But feeling like I'm living in hell
I exhale
The L
Like
Oh Well
Nobody really cares
Room full of people but no ones
Really there
Tryna shoot the sequel
But couldn't get the pair
I was tryna get that start up Money
For like a year
Losing all my hair
Shit turning grey
No cooperation
And Im with you every day
Both think of gettin booked
But I'm banking on the stage
Had to read between the lines
We ain't on the same page
Uh
Another day
Another dollar
Make a change
'Fore you can't
And you run out of Motherf*ckers to blame
For the reason
You ain't where you supposed to Be in this game
I'm just tryna give you game
I'm just tryna be the change that I know we can be
Man in the mirror
So Im starting with me
Won't judge none of y'all
If it's no judgement on me
Cause when I look like money
It's a M I C
You know me
I think I finally found my way
As I'm driving down this road
I Thought I seen the yellow bricks
But it's full of pot holes
And it's a lot that's on my plate
So I'm whipping at the stove
But I ain't cookin up the crack
My kids said they want
Some s'ghettios
I hit the booth and make a track
And that's the way that I free my soul
I try to use my third eye
To see the people
Singing my songs
I'm not tryna lead you
Wrong or right
Them other niggaz just
String you along
So tell me if I really gave
You my heart
Would you use it to see me fall
Let me know now