This is a song about "Used love"

There's crack, there's crack

I used my rhymes for bad

Flower bomb detonator iv tech in route

Rappers like that, they are publicly used,

I swear i'm coming back one day

That's what i used to say

I used to sleep without any worries

But you ain't never pleased, maybe you should leave

So she used to get into fights

I used to have dark nights now it’s bright lights

But in reality your just being used.

Wet willy shit, pussy i need a minute

Love rapping love sneakers above those

Big homie hov said i am close

Whenever i used to get bruised

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route