The other day I was in the street like that and ...
And then I see myself in a mirror
So like a faggot, I start putting my fringe back in place
And suddenly I see ... I see that my reflection begins to talk to me
And it didn't make sense but ...
But it surprised me and he was telling me something, it was doing something like that ...
It was ... Wait, what did it do?
Hey! Hey!
You're just a wanker, you only think to touch your cock
You miss the classes to buy you Magic playing cards
You don't even got sex appeal, you're rubbing on tires
Always tired because you jerk off at night
Then on principle, you wake up, but you're all the time limp
Often from seven to seven, you yawn because "Life is not easy"
You wait for the rhyme to air your mind, you hope to dodge the factory wage
But you're just a carcass: pine magazines in your schoolbag
Unbearable, you know that you bother people with your sarcasm?
If I catch you saying speeches of Soral again, I'll send you Pascal
It's all the time the same thing: you do nothing but you rest
You abandon each of your projects, waiting patiently for necrosis
Stops joints, restaurants, kebabs
The words on the backs of bitchies
You're doing the decoration. Go away, you're well in the subway
Guy, day after day you're getting softer
You feel like you're useless and even more when you play
So, no escape, you're like a larva to the slaughterhouse
Shit in the jaw, declare your love to your right hand
Shift! I will not give you a present, if I catch you smoking weed again
Play the dirty guy who want to rap, I fuck your race in front of your team
Besides, besides, your team is funny
They are even more affected than you, no joke!
I wonder what they can find you
You're only good to go a hundred steps
But when will you take your life in hand?
Make your mother delighted, starting to work?
Instead of trying to resurrect Yitzhak Rabin
[Outro]
I think it was just about everything he told me