This is a song about "Ex boyfriends"

Don't worry bout a thang baby

Ex-hoes wanna call me,

Stop spittin on this mic please, spend it on your boyfriends dick

You by the cooler yea you niggas don't get no tick

Can't see his son shine like the four tops

Ex-convict but still behind them bars

But my ex is so gay i think he bought a purse

Fuck around you gon' need a stint at the doctors

Yeah, as i walk up to the alter

Than drank that wine which is ex water,

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

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