This is a song about "Ex es"

Rapping as i'm mocking deaf rock stars

Ex-convict but still behind them bars

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

You were the one that wants to be my ex,

Abc, skip the d she’s got double e’s

Clicquot for the girls in the tight dress

The game's got cancer, i radiate the crowd

With my ex girlfriends still trying to dig they way out

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

So i guess i’m good naira,yoruba love give em my love

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

One can never be judged when he dress like his brothers

"stay strong, keep your faith in god," what i told him

It all started with my mom's ex boyfriend tim

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

Then i switched the grill on the chevy, got a nose job