This is a song about "Dating your ex"

By dating you mean looking over facebook and masturbating, well thats just hating your

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

And my ex hoes, she pop ex rows

Love reefer and love sneaker above those

Your lyrics are devastating, get all happy when you get a text from the bird your dating,

Known to damage and highly flammable like gas stationssorry i left that ass waiting

Ex-hoes wanna call me,

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Alias, mussolinimentally unstable, "g" status

Took your ex to a hotel, had her undressed and shameless

And my ex hoes, she pop ex rows

Like a line full of hoes

Ex-convict but still behind them bars

I hated, some ritalin, some white socks

Look how the buzz will grow

Thank fuck my ex use to moan tho