This is a song about "Ex es"

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

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

I hear my niggas screaming fuck the world

My ex girl heart is so bruised and burned

I was charged on suspicion of sabotaging the engine to evade the ex

You up, you gotta know your limits without any assistance or else

Best believe i'm leaving with more of those

And my ex hoes, she pop ex rows

My ex-hoes keep ballin out,

Put a g spot on a 8 cloud

No, no, we are not those

And my ex hoes, she pop ex rows

Every night i stroke hoes

And my ex hoes, she pop ex rows