[Chorus] I don't look at myself in the mirror because I'm a narcissist I simply like to watch myself exist...(HHHH) Now I'm in a fog and mist...(HHHH) Now my reflection is anonymous Ponder this! I've seen a reflection of my soul in the store window Caught in limbo 'cause I was dressed all in Timbo's Having fantasies of playing Polo with Ralph Lauren on a Tommy Hill And my paper thin spirit was still grieving from the Versace k** in Florida Opened the door to the store and I walked down the corridor To see they had a blow out sale on Nautica I've always been a Lord of the bu*ton down Flies? Being they were half-priced, I pa** 'em on by looking for Levis But Guess what? All my favorite clothing lines and hip designs Were being liquidized and it made me sick to my eyes I don't understand...when I had no ends...the price was quick to rise I'd buy a pair of trends even if they didn't fit my size Purchase a surplus of fads from merchants whose ads Made these cheap a** fabrics that were so worthless and sad Just look priceless, they used unethical devices to attack my sense of Self-worth during my prepubescent crisis It fed into my insecurities, so instead of being righteous I want everyone to see me like this It's all about who looks the nicest Ice is falling off my Rolie onto my body shoot! I hope to hell it doesn't melt and ruin my Armani suit While I'm sweatin' this,some kid who doesn't got any loot
Is buying my necklace along with my same exact khakis and army boots What?! This is blasphemous! Since Adidas tried changing its logo There ain't been nothing as wack as this It's probably a stunt being pulled by Animal Rights activists Because of all that Third World country garbage but im a pessimist So while these monkeys sweat over my name brands that exchange hands From enslaved lands, I wonder if I'm the same man Without reward...for what I bought but CAN'T still afford This is the type of self-realization that might have k**ed the Lord *Didn't mind working free as a walking billboard But now I want my money back...as my ice spilled and poured Onto the floor I did see a distorted reflection of my Nike hat I don't know how others might react For me it was an unsightly act that helped me get my psyche back I stood 5 feet back, afraid that it might strike me like Shaclack clack! Ya'll think I'm kidding? It's no* big thing What I seen made my heart hurt, stomach turn, throat burn, teeth cringe Spine tingle, and ribs sting I noticed that the swoosh symbol was nothing but a whip in mid-swing.. [Chorus] I don't look at myself in the mirror because I'm a narcissist I simply like to watch myself exist...(HHHH) I'm in a fog and mist...(HHHH) Now my reflection is anonymous Ponder this... (Sage giving random shout outs!)