This is a song about "Boyfriends ex"

It all started with my mom's ex boyfriend tim

Bury your thoughts, take his head fuck him have at him

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

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

Man i swear she's bad and she knows

And my ex hoes, she pop ex rows

Thank fuck my ex use to moan tho

I gonna take it really nice and slow

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

Yeah, uh, where's the love for the sixteen writers

Guess i’m different than most

And my ex hoes, she pop ex rows