This is a song about "Former"

Come on over to the scene, grab a table, let me take a look at that there

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

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

I'm not an asshole i just don't give a fuck a lot

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks

Former middle school anarchist who hated the ways of modernists/

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

But she sure can get you high if the coke let her

Like dexter, former hannibal lector,

Big serg, we ready for whatever

Like dexter, former hannibal lector,

And i would never walk in the shadow that never was really there

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

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

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