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

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

And you make the flowers sing say turn green yellow

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

You were the one that wants to be my ex,

How many pistols smoking coming from a broken familyi'm sick of being tired

Even when i fuck my girlfriend i threaten her with a chainsaw if she doesnt squirt

She tell me i got that flame, your rhymes are so deep

Got a letter from the doctor saying to meet.

Love reefer and love sneaker above those

And my ex hoes, she pop ex rows

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

All this flow that i give em, i live by the code and i'll leave her

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

Face down, ass up, ain't none of my bitches planking though

But my ex is so gay i think he bought a purse

My kicks like my chick, i don’t need to know the numbers