This is a song about "Ex boyfriends new girlfriend"

And my ex hoes, she pop ex rows

Took me a while just to write those

Backwoods don’t do papers, that was just for my haters

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

You remind me my ex, cause you both know how to blow/

This is more about nothing, i'm the fucking show

And my ex hoes, she pop ex rows

Here they keep a rachet close

From ten to nine, you do your business right, let me attend to mine

Your ex is so desprite he needs an international date line

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

You were the one that wants to be my ex,

It all started with my mom's ex boyfriend tim

Little nigga so they picked on him, hassled him

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

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