This is a song about "What am used to"

I used to care what people thought

Passion in life he has lost

Want to let you know i love you

"what the hell am i suppose to do"

You can never tell me that i'm not hungry

The system aint working like what we used to be

What happened to em, innocently used to play with and adore toy trucks

Cause lord knows, for years i triedand all the other people on my block hate your guts

This my little brother on my mother's side, our father died

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

But fuck that, cindi was my dope fiend motherwelfare checks never stepped through the front door

Some are pushed to the point to where they're like "what am i even devotional for?"

But without her what am i really here to be. x2

Looking for dangerously hot bitches and safe sex

I keep my friends close, enemies closer, fuck both, i dont trust no one

Sick of loving what i used to love theirs more than one purpose for a basin