This is a song about "Used to be"

Chillin' with homies and family

Let's restore hiphop to what it used to be

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see

I used to beat up people who just couldn't leave me be

I used to be sick of the scrutiny/

God mc oh my god you gotta see

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

Better keep that ho on a leash don't make your only

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

I hit your block and we can box for fun

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

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

Called it an ep, they said i’m tripping

Like when i used to be killing

Life is a bitch so a g can't sweat her

There used to be a guy named undertaker