This is a song about "An ex friend"

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

You were the one that wants to be my ex,

Huh, i can't interpret her

An old friend no stranger

Your ex is so desprite he needs an international date line

On this new school of rappers, i will really go columbine

I thought you were a friend

Just say he's the best

You were an amazing best friend

I like a chick wit big breasts on her chest

My ex-hoes keep ballin out,

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

Mix a little syrup, it ain't no way to cure him

It all started with my mom's ex boyfriend tim

Thank fuck my ex use to moan tho

This prada make me shallow