This is a song about "Ex hoe"

No, no, we are not those

And my ex hoes, she pop ex rows

Where they find me, 16 on death row

If they be man or hoe.

You're bad, but hoe i'm worse

Strumming my pain with his fingers

And my ex hoes, she pop ex rows

Standing flat footed, i’m on my toes

We believed in you

Hoe i'm mad ,let them boo,

I not chasing no hoe

Got it matching though

Hoe i'm tired of you're clash

Plagiarized swag, may arrive last

Trying to catch me riding dirty

Ex-hoes wanna call me,