I sit alone and I asked myself how long am I going to be far from wealth. only time will tell but Im better off in hell I don't even know if I'll f****** Excel in the end I'll just prevail and fly off the rails. my crushes think I'm a creep it's not crazy that I think of them in my sleep. I'm not the rich guy I don't own a Jeep then I get slap .most of the innocent people get clapped and that makes me sad makes me feel bad for the other people who's dad's don't come back home. you're in the war zone and you're all alone have no one to hold. the next thing you know you're 14 years old the same old kid who was on the couch digging for gold. chorus: this is my reflection the mirror of my own direction and why I can't get that much affection. you may think I need some correction .but I'm the definition of it. and yes my singing is s*** verse 2: that's the sound of a broken heart when it starts to break then it aches you feel like you want to shake knowing that the whole relationship was a fake then you're like" what a snake she was" but it's alright you got your homies ( wadup cuz ). how many brains do I have to inject with the flu who knew to make you forget. where's the love at didn't you have my back girl are you supposed to rock my world. I'm like a bird I'm soaring of scoring. I'm the underdog of My Own Story my own glory I'm a different category move your arse soary. chorus: this is my reflection the mirror of my own Direction and why I can't get that much affection you may think I need some correction but I'm the definition of it and yes my singing you s*** verse 3: I can't take the stress anymore I'm sick of wores I just want to build my own fort to keep them out . you're going the wrong route in life when you have a wife and kids who are so starving you can almost see their ribs with quivering lips. my hard nips are impeccable I am the incredible I'm terrible im like the twos " let's get right into the news" you see people just making money just to be nude to make enough money to find food Family Feud nowadays is rude I don't mean to be a crash what's that sound oh yeah that's my girl she's out getting smashed chorus: this is my reflection the mirror of my own Direction and why I can't get that much affection may think I need some correction but I'm the definition of it and yes my singing is s***