This is a song about "I got used"

Look dog, don't be asking for dame, see

I used to be sick of the scrutiny/

I used to be jigga but

On they car note to go to the club

When i held you i used to cry

Ima tell you that's a lie, lie, lie

That shits been used a billion times i got a billion rhymes

Living underground like a godfather buried alive

And we stumpinbut can't catch the beat

I used to sneak and smoke stress weed

I used to be a loner

Baby, you know who you are

When i held you i used to cry

Never had a chance to try

To accept we got shit i feel used

So i banged for a minute