This is a song about "Ex es"

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

I told her this here's overrated but i love your city baby

Than drank that wine which is ex water,

I never use a fork i always spoon her

Got your baby mama sending nude pictures

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

They at the same spot they making no progress

Abc, skip the d she’s got double e’s

Got shows on top of shows

And my ex hoes, she pop ex rows

In a turtle neck, thermal jeans, spit purple wine

Battle ten of ya bitc*es and come out just fine

Ex-hoes wanna call me,

Like hoes down in magic city

I been all around the world

My ex girl heart is so bruised and burned