This is a song about "Used to love"

Niggas wanna know why i'm so nice

I used to sleep without any worries

Get your paper, see you later

I used to trust, believed her

People used to say she was mad

You, you, you have to pay for that

There used to be a guy named undertaker

But she sure can get you high if the coke let her

Said when i do dirt wit her

I used to be a loner

And for the nigga that pulled the trigger then tried to slide

This is what my mama used to tell me when i used to fight,

Be the king, that was part of my dream

Maybe cuz her dad used to be mean

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

Whenever i used to get bruised