This is a song about "Ex s"

S queezys very bold

This shit would leave rosetta stoned

The world looking out, they on the front row

Thank fuck my ex use to moan tho

My g"s have been handcuffed,

Trying hard to speak and

I hated, some ritalin, some white socks

Ex-convict but still behind them bars

Ex-hoes wanna call me,

I came up hungry

It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple

I put this j in your face get a whiff of this michael