This is a song about "An ex"

Im moving on from ex , but i get jealous , am i a hypocrite?

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

Man i swear she's bad and she knows

And my ex hoes, she pop ex rows

Every night i stroke hoes

And my ex hoes, she pop ex rows

One can never be judged when he dress like his brothers

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

Than drank that wine which is ex water,

I rush to tend her, talked as i touch her

So i sit back and roll up the next, while im blazed my ex hit me up with a text,

When you next to medo you wanna test me ?put your tired head on my chest

Thank god for what i did with blocking against this shaky defense

She says one thing than does the next, shes better off with her fuckin ex,