This is a song about "Ex es"

And when they try to get parental and start talkin' loud

With my ex girlfriends still trying to dig they way out

My ex-hoes keep ballin out,

Get yours; you know what this about

And my ex hoes, she pop ex rows

Like a line full of hoes

Unlike them other niggas, i got itt la-di-da-di, welcome to my house party

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

Thank fuck my ex use to moan tho

Got ten on the floor, stop playing with flow

Abc, skip the d she’s got double e’s

I treat bitches straight up, like simon says

Used to nun-chuck em, now i got to donatello bow

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