This is a song about "Ex s and hoes"

And yeah we up in stadium, quarterbacking hoes

Everything i wanted never seem so close

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

Alias, mussolinimentally unstable, "g" status

Fuck them hoes and the cops

Y’all niggas ain’t no stars

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

Like i went to sierra leone in a homecoming dress

And my ex hoes, she pop ex rows

Best believe i'm leaving with more of those

You chasing hoes, we replacing hoes, bag and pass them hoes

I'm chasing money, not the liquor, y'all ain't even close