This is a song about "Used to be"

You was up thirty, now your down fifty

I used to be full of originality.

Used to be able to just snatch em all up

Ah hell not the beast really i don't give a fuck

Niggas in jerusalem, waitin for signs

Past times used to to be past whack rhymes and ass lines

We might be back in this baby

I used to live where the flats be,

Maybe cuz her dad used to be mean

People don't condone what they've never seen

I used to be a loner

It’s knowin’ it’s over

I'm not used to be around black people, that what's worries me

Niggas fuck with your boy, i can make you some money

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

B.i.g. said it; so i entertain like cedricstandin on the trunk roof top unit city