This is a song about "Ex girlf"

I'm worldwide i'm certified, pop a bottle my cali dime

Your ex is so desprite he needs an international date line

Ex-convict but still behind them bars

I hated, some ritalin, some white socks

My ex-hoes keep ballin out,

I must go like fly route

Shawty open your soul, pray that protools agree though

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

So while you worry about the hoes

And my ex hoes, she pop ex rows

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

My ex wont settle for joint custody, she controls men like puppetry,

And my ex hoes, she pop ex rows

Standing flat footed, i’m on my toes