This is a song about "A letter to my ex girlfriend"

We're out with the stars, you're on your way to the best night ever

I had to take a pen, to apologize in this letter

She should have invited her

See you write a letter

Live a lie don't ask me why. i wrote a letter to the ghetto,

She call me all the time, i ain't no regular joe

Go ahead admit it faggot, this shit is tighter than butt rape

A letter to his mother tells of his fatal mistake

My money for folarin, but you do not get to throw

You remind me of my ex, cause you both know how to blow/

My last girlfriend screwed me and left in a hurry

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

I'm sorry my friend, but this is your wake up call, a needed letter.

I just brought 'em more audience, shawty wait till november

My ex-hoes keep ballin out,

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route