This is a song about "Ex es"

When people wore pajamas and lived life slow

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

It all started with my mom's ex boyfriend tim

That's because thats these compton streets was built not to win

Time after time, again and again

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

You were the one that wants to be my ex,

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

Hit the club she drop it low

Thank fuck my ex use to moan tho

Never lookin for a handout

My ex-hoes keep ballin out,