Brand new gear
Look at him go
He has no fear now his back says so
In a fat red logo and
matching polo
Dad brought bags back Chad went loco
Fifteen but he felt like forty
ounces now this outfits 'round him surely
He was a thug
A G
A major factor
Cuz he looked just like his favorite rapper
Backwards hat and all
He’s at the mall
Ditch math to match a batch of hash with paul
Pass the grass
Learning fractions fast
Before he snatched the tags off he packed his bags
Tall-minded
Law abiding left behind him
Ma and Pa’s 9 to 5 didn’t provide him
what his new fits called for
Money and diamonds
Hardcore G
A day in the life of

(CHORUS)
What you see
In the mirror down real deep
Who you be
Can you point out your own dreams
Who you see
In the mirror now, really
Do you recognize the person on the other side

Brand new boy
Look at her go
She needs no voice now her man can throw
She dances so slow
He’s half her solo
Drives a trans am Kat goes loco
Sixteen but she feels like eight
balls cuz her boyfriend did it told her its safe
He’s got a car, a place, hears, cares,
So she’ll do lines with him here and there
Its been a year and they’re gettin peers and stares
Steering clear of the mirror cuz she fears whats there
Weird cuz she feels sick in the morning
She learned some news, curled up in the corner
He said he loved her he’s perfect for her
She broke the news, gonna have a daughter
But he reacted rash
Aftermath of half a bag
Added fast to fragile adolescent catastrophic acts

(CHORUS X2)

Do you recognize the person staring back at you
Is this what you pictured back when you knew what to do
How’d I get here
How’d this happen
Where’d I come from
I’m so lost
I’ve become what I don’t want
And I can’t tell you how to stop

Brand new skill
Look at me go
Demand to fill over banjo tones
Get the can open on a damned soul
Done me wrong in the past? Put em on blast
Twenty-two but I feel sixteen
bars hit the tar like your teeth need cleaned
Pen in hand, I stand tall curled
Cooped up smug, while I judge the world
Let the tongue unfurl
Am I above?
Or whirl pooling down in a spiral of my own concerns
Rhyme 'bout some things that I know could hurt
See the signs that read there is no return
I’m looking in the mirror disappear and reappear
Interference with the image
Veering deep in through the ears
I’m looking
but the other side don’t look familiar
Learn to off those demons before they try and kill ya

(CHORUS X3)