This is a song about "Ex stoner"

You were the one that wants to be my ex,

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

My ex-hoes keep ballin out,

I've got nothin' to worry about

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

So i chose to be a stoner to escape from this unreality

This prada make me shallow

Thank fuck my ex use to moan tho

You feel it from your head to your toes

And my ex hoes, she pop ex rows

Its four now, the clubs over

No i'm not a stoner

And yall niggas the right flow

Thank fuck my ex use to moan tho