This is a song about "Missing what we used to be"

Let's restore hiphop to what it used to be

First one to spot you and i ain't telling nobody

We used to be societies that would innovate technology,

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

Face it: your face caucasian, you literally naked

The missing piece to the puzzle look what i finally did

A tortured soul i used to be

But i think i like that, just maybe

That's what i used to say

Chill with my crew on blacc friday

Used to be family material what happened to that

Told my niggas, aye i'm finna put the ville on the map

Whatever you like, it's whatever tonight

Used to be poor, we needed to get our cheddar right,