This is a song about "Ex es"

Ex-convict but still behind them bars

Jordan 4 seated floorside sitting with mars

Quis es, unus servi? latin, sound like i'm from camelot

Give me tall glass, coconut ciroc, please, no soda pop

Than drank that wine which is ex water,

I'm pushing it for the corner

Convertibles with turbo jets

You were the one that wants to be my ex,

Thank fuck my ex use to moan tho

And yall niggas the right flow

But muerte es la vida; death is part of life see; only "god" can judge me

Cooking in a laboratory, hoping i can tell a story