This is a song about "How i used to be"

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see

I used to be full of originality.

I used to be a dork now these girls all wanna chase me

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

Or popeyes, we don't keep no birds in the circle

I used to be a mugger, then i got out of the cycle

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

I used to be a loner, known for not talkin and shyness

But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true

You'd think she'd be used to it, her nephew used to bang too, he who was i came up thru

And its simple as that baby

A tortured soul i used to be

I used to beat up people who just couldn't leave me be

Yeah got to the club early just to get in free