This is a song about "Ex es"

His pockets gone dry from the loans it was given him

It all started with my mom's ex boyfriend tim

Had so much kush and ciroc, bitch, i think my heart stop

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

Summertime in the city

Ex-hoes wanna call me,

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

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

Fuck niggas we dont fuck with those

And my ex hoes, she pop ex rows

It's things to know about when you got dough and clout

With my ex girlfriends still trying to dig they way out