Mask off Mirror

Mirror gang — all look the same Fake face, fake drip, fake flame You chase taste, I chase no one You build image — I break the sun You dress in pain, but you never bled You post like legends, but walk like dead Talk real heavy, but speak in quotes Your life’s a script, I burn the notes Tryna act dark with designer fit Tryna spit grime, but you never hit I hear your bars — it’s pastel talk I drop one hook, and you back to chalk Mirror gang — all look the same Fake face, fake drip, fake flame You chase taste, I chase no one You build image — I break the sun