This is a song about "Former"

Like dexter, former hannibal lector,

And there's little to be glad for

Resorted to the former, got clowned like a pie in the face

Love the game though this is coming from a different place

On top, a former cop was shot with a coke snorters glock

You need a team, a team of psychiatrists working around the clock

It was a former student that used to be a guy, a self-taught that didn't care

I split the blunt and rolled the fat one up deadly -- babylon beware

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

Tie your dumbass in the corner and make you watch as i fuck your former lover,

They wanna jack me like some kind of crackfiendi wonder if he knows that my income

Former things are passed away i believe in all of these words for it to come

Former middle school anarchist who hated the ways of modernists/

So bitches hate to do me like it's convict community service

Hundred running they ain't finna slow down never

Like dexter, former hannibal lector,