This is a song about "Used me all through middle school used me for five dollars"

Two middle fingers for the police if a nigga get killed no rat no cheese

That you were never, any good for me, it was always my fault, i used to believe,

It's difficult to let it goi'm startin' to loose my hair cause i worry

So, naturally, catastrophe and atrophy used to be attached to me.

I used to look up to middle-class kids for trading places,

I'm tryna follow money, she tryna fall in love

Talk about me ill fucking stab ya with used knife

See niggas lose it all and follow that liquor advice

Wish you was around now to see what i've become see

I used to be a dork now these girls all wanna chase me

I used to look up to middle-class kids for trading places,

Gotta get back to the d, you know we finally famous

Move on, a war going on outside no one is safe from

Don't doubt me, my thoughts used to be cold and frozen,

I know when you're coming babymy tongue got you going crazy

I used to say i wanted to dive into my grave, but you helped me