This is a song about "Ex love"

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

Fuck what them niggas saying i aspire for greatness

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

Baby told me that she never memorized a verse

So while you worry about the hoes

And my ex hoes, she pop ex rows

Im moving on from ex , but i get jealous , am i a hypocrite?

Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit

If he keep going, pass the torch to him

It all started with my mom's ex boyfriend tim

I’m tryna be low key

Ex-hoes wanna call me,

I’m starring in this bitch and yeah i write the show

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

The game's got cancer, i radiate the crowd

With my ex girlfriends still trying to dig they way out