This is a song about "I used to be the shy weak type"

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

I used to be full of originality.

We ain't hear to hurt nobody

Aint the same man i used to be

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

The mirror's screaming at me saying i'm emmi lola's son

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 don't really give a fuck

I used to be jigga but

I used to be sick of the scrutiny/

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

My nephew looking at me cause his daddy is his idol

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

Unification the dmv i will achieve indeed

Be the extension of how i exploit the weak.