This is a song about "Ex es"

Then she riding on the topshe about to make it pop

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

And i'm still hurtin over pops

Ex-convict but still behind them bars

And if she have it, she gon' change her blackberry status

Took your ex to a hotel, had her undressed and shameless

Than drank that wine which is ex water,

Let the crowd choose who can fucking last longer

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

If he keep going, pass the torch to him

It all started with my mom's ex boyfriend tim

And my ex hoes, she pop ex rows

Best believe i'm leaving with more of those

We left em a world that's cursed

My ex girl heart is so bruised and burned