This is a song about "I used to be gay"

I remember back when i used to be the person to stay silent in the hallways

I'mma keep it real kid i’m just hatinain’t a opportunity i ain’t take close chase

I used to be sick of the scrutiny/

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

I used to be friendly until i got crossed

And gary coleman just passed: life is short

Your wrists don't glist, get the pots out baby

I used to be a fan who yelled for slim shady

Lust will have you slipping

Like when i used to be killing

My nephew looking at me cause his daddy is his idol

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

Look in the mirror

I used to trust, believed her

I was alerting her just to reinsert in her

There used to be a guy named undertaker