This is a song about "Ex s trynna get back with me"

Niggas can't see mei dedicate this to you punk motherfuckers!this one's for you, big baby

Rioting with two .45's on me residing to the side of me like body guards who'd fight for me//

It all started with my mom's ex boyfriend tim

Bury your thoughts, take his head fuck him have at him

You trynna battle me is like hobos bothering with

But you been looking for love in all the wrong places

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,

Scratch my back all of that it get s me crazed

She swallowing killa cause she love the taste

With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less

If only i could go back into the 80’s

To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money

Fight me you sitting up all night trynna out write me probably