This is a song about "Ex girls"

My ex girl heart is so bruised and burned

Being broke and it's a diddy ass world

Ex-hoes wanna call me,

Like hoes down in magic city

Get yours; you know what this about

My ex-hoes keep ballin out,

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

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

With my ex girlfriends still trying to dig they way out

Flower bomb detonator iv tech in route

Where they cherish gangsters and not teachers

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