I been tryna better myself and focus and become a man

Had to drop my habits, put my feelings in the drain

You ain't walked inside my shoes so don't talk about my pain

Don't try to tell me that I'm weak you don't know half the things I've seen

Sunday afternoon, conversations with my nan

She told me that she's proud of me that's all I need to hear

I wish I could hear my mumma say the same thing but she's not here

I need to sit down with my uncle cause I know he understands

I could cry me a whole dam river

I ain't perfect but you ain't either

And I been tryna crop the problems out the picture

But it all comes back to the man in the mirror

(It all comes back to the man in the mirror)

Writing words into the sand till my pain gone

You don't know when it's gonna hit until the rain falls

Getting tired of all the cries, I might go awol

Tryna live my life by discipline and morals

But then my feelings get involved and I go do dum shit that ain't normal

See the pain inside my eyes the things i've dealt with are awful

But I'm tryna be a role model for my siblings daughters

And I got things I wanna achieve so I can't sleep until I get it right

Sitting down with poppa, he tryna help me live a better life

I do my best, I put my time into my craft

But this is for all the times my family ain't get to sleep at night

I could cry me a whole dam river

I ain't perfect but you ain't either

And I been tryna crop the problems out the picture

But it all comes back to the man in the mirror

(It all comes back to the man in the mirror)

Writing words into the sand till my pain gone

You don't know when it's gonna hit until the rain falls

Getting tired of all the cries, I might go awol

I'm a perfectionist, I wouldn't be surprised if my brothers were the same

Cause growing up my father always had something to say, always had someone to blame

I felt like I was never good enough

But that's how he was raised as well

But I ain't mad at that, I pray for him

And I feel bad for him, he went through hell

But so did I, I can't accept that he ain't help me out

So I said no more, at 16 I left the house

Uh, Got the police called on me, Spent some time in the cells

Done some things that I ain't proud of but I'm all by myself

Only got a few role models, I had to figure it

out

By myself with close to no help

But at least I can say I'm lowkey happy now

Cause I was so close to the edge at my daddy's house

Ive gotten closer to God with my mums family round me

And Im so grateful for that so I can't be mad about it

This is my testimony

So if you got something to say then come speak on it

I ain't got no time for the hate, So I don't read comments

Why do people hate I don't understand what you get from it

I could cry me a whole dam river

I ain't perfect but you ain't either

And I been tryna crop the problems out the picture

But it all comes back to the man in the mirror

I could cry me a whole dam river

I ain't perfect but you ain't either

And I been tryna crop the problems out the picture

But it all comes back to the man in the mirror

(It all comes back to the man in the mirror)

(But it all comes back to the man in the mirror)

(It all comes back to the man in the mirror)

(But it all comes back to the man in the mirror)