This is a song about "Ex es"

You were the one that wants to be my ex,

Thats my surroundings in compton, have common sense

It all started with my mom's ex boyfriend tim

What's you motivation, huh, what's your motivation

Like the limbs on ya feet, i suppose

And my ex hoes, she pop ex rows

Abc, skip the d she’s got double e’s

I'm godbless, i'm success so fuck stress

Don’t want nothing from a nigga; he all kinds of lame

Invest in a gat just to keep these bitc*es tame

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

Girl stop being fallacious, this mercedes is spacious