This is a song about "An ex"

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

We up in that magic city throwing up them dollars

Best believe i'm leaving with more of those

And my ex hoes, she pop ex rows

And my ex hoes, she pop ex rows

Big money, i’m talking bad hoes

It all started with my mom's ex boyfriend tim

And if he can't learn to love you, you should leave him

Monday through monday we be cashing checks

You were the one that wants to be my ex,

My ex wont settle for joint custody, she controls men like puppetry,

The therapist nicknamed me kid cudi, i killed my fifth buddy