This is a song about "I used to hustle"

Remember i used to bang with bad ones

Black women hold it down shawty, it's all love

I'm just like you trying to hustle, no time for gym, hope i don't lose muscle

Don't ask for trouble, cause we blow the roof off and let you crumble in the rubble/

Fuck that shit, i don't give a fuck

I used to be jigga but

Now we making up like a bullshit lie

When i held you i used to cry

I used to look up to you

What preceded was the clue

Bitch, they call it motor city

A tortured soul i used to be

I used to be a loner

I thought i recognized her

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

I used to be sick of the scrutiny/