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

Once, i used to be granted patience and imagination,

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

By her side, like it used to be

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

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

Next month i want that plus, money long as your tour bus

Get wit' memotherfucker don't sleep

Dreamed about how i used to be countin sheep

But times i'm so serious you think i'm silly

I used to be full of originality.

Ceremony with all my homies, i'm suicidal

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

If a period is late then i will mark it with a question

I used to be poor in the bad part down, stealing bikes to run,

Cret i remember when i used to be a reject

Though my credits are slept, my ambition the best