This is a song about "Ex girlfreinds"

When you next to medo you wanna test me ?put your tired head on my chest

So i sit back and roll up the next, while im blazed my ex hit me up with a text,

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

Rappers was bullshitting, fuck it i ain't hating though

Most of them ain't conscious, they just monsters

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

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

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

Where they find me, 16 on death row

Thank fuck my ex use to moan tho

Fucked up, hating ass areas in the world

My ex girl heart is so bruised and burned

First off congratulations on the win

It all started with my mom's ex boyfriend tim

I like bitches in air maxes without socks

Ex-convict but still behind them bars