This is a song about "An ex friend"

Nigga i ain't never scared

Im starving for blood my friend

Those aren't true friend their just an acquaintance

Like that's going to make up for the years and the tears

And mine somewhere bout mars

Ex-convict but still behind them bars

Everybody finger point in your direction

It all started with my mom's ex boyfriend tim

Best believe i'm leaving with more of those

And my ex hoes, she pop ex rows

Spending money when your wallet gets low

Thank fuck my ex use to moan tho

Cause thats the past,an we grown my friend,

Kill 'em all, o.f. is what i represent

You up, you gotta know your limits without any assistance or else

I was charged on suspicion of sabotaging the engine to evade the ex