This is a song about "I used to love him"

Whenever i used to get bruised

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

Remember i used to bang with bad ones

When i held you i used to cry

I shine like something in the sky

I tried to drown the voices with the drugs that i've used

Cuz if i hit it now these feelings take a different route

Come see real niggas on my team

I used to read word up magazine

I really tried to show love

I feel my work ain't enough

Radio playing songs until i came across i used to love h.e.r i was frozen

Call that bitch rondoi'm fresher than the prom hoteach her, we don't fly coachshe fuckin' but she act dumb

Cause some of you bitches funny

A tortured soul i used to be