This is a song about "Ex boyfiends"

I must go like fly route

My ex-hoes keep ballin out,

Like the limbs on ya feet, i suppose

And my ex hoes, she pop ex rows

Hey cole world, real cold world

My ex girl heart is so bruised and burned

So i sit back and roll up the next, while im blazed my ex hit me up with a text,

When you next to medo you wanna test me ?put your tired head on my chest

Your ex is so desprite he needs an international date line

Beetle the skin on my female that's word to cee-lo she fine

It all started with my mom's ex boyfriend tim

Everybody finger point in your direction

And you cute, shorty; let's get low

Thank fuck my ex use to moan tho