This is a song about "Dead beat ex boyfriends"

Ex-hoes wanna call me,

I delete they history

She says one thing than does the next, shes better off with her fuckin ex,

Thank god for what i did with blocking against this shaky defense

And my ex hoes, she pop ex rows

Every night i stroke hoes

Ya'll had your run, don't ruin ours

Ex-convict but still behind them bars

Than drank that wine which is ex water,

And then along came the wrong man for her

It all started with my mom's ex boyfriend tim

And non-nigga friends got it with him

Long nights of hearing about old boyfriends in her home

Late night to the early morn, i've been such a rolling stone

Hey, must be the money

Ex-hoes wanna call me,