This is a song about "Ex boyfriend"

And you cute, shorty; let's get low

Thank fuck my ex use to moan tho

Ex-convict but still behind them bars

Sb nike's, with the grey box

If he keep going, pass the torch to him

It all started with my mom's ex boyfriend tim

Keep her there, so nobody can wonder where her face went

She took one more cut to the throat to end it all but then her boyfriend

You wife ain't shit, we g'd her

My boyfriend is clever

They say i walk around like i got a s on my chest

A shouting match lit the malignant glint in greg’s eyes( her boyfriend)

If it ain’t nothin', a break – uh break- breakdown

Every boyfriend my mom dated was a clown