This is a song about "Ex boy"

Yo my mommy toy was my pride and joy

Hey, looking boy, what you say looking boy?

Cause time is money

Ex-hoes wanna call me,

And my ex hoes, she pop ex rows

Wayne told me that and that's just how it goes

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

Hey, lookin' boy, what you say lookin' boy

Like the limbs on ya feet, i suppose

And my ex hoes, she pop ex rows

Brought this shit to fruition, took my niggas to vegas

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

The world's too much for the soul to enjoy

Hey, looking boy, what d'you say looking boy?