This is a song about "Used up"

When he was undressing said it'll only be a minute

I tried to drown the voices with the drugs that i've used

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

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see

And you all will respect that

I used my rhymes for bad

Call me lazy, i ain't your baby

The way we used to count up to three

Wet willy shit, pussy i need a minute

To accept we got shit i feel used

You ain't got one or the other well brother good night

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

I got class and can't take this bitch to math, what

Used to be able to just snatch em all up

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz

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