Through Moving Mirrors

Through moving mirrors i see the cracks and dirt I see young girls wanting diamonds and pearls I see young gents chasing every short skirt. These days people do crazy **** in the name of swag For an example of what I mean take a trip down my street. Through these mirrors I see the lies and deception Aint nobody trying to make a holy connection I see us slowly going down Down,down as we pave our way to the grave when it all ends we will realize that it was all pain and no gain Through these moving mirrors I see materialistic bitches Full of lust and greed for worldly Riches Fornicating with a man twice her age just coz he can afford those louis v slippers It give me the shivers Coz when I look through these mirrors I see pieces of me, Piece he,pieces of she,pieces of we who continuosly conform to society Slaves to the trends of what's out and what's in. Could someone pls tell me whatsapp with the status Check in at the races Durban july let's face it Most fake it before they make it.