This is a song about "Ex es"

And my ex hoes, she pop ex rows

Every night i stroke hoes

Thank fuck my ex use to moan tho

Scab, fix up look shop joe

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Ex-hoes wanna call me,

He went from moving that corner

Than drank that wine which is ex water,

It's such a lonely world

My ex girl heart is so bruised and burned

You were the one that wants to be my ex,

Monday through monday we be cashing checks

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

And my bitch is the type of bitch that's all about that dough