This is a song about "Ex wing"

2 v's in the street, blowing trees with hoes

And my ex hoes, she pop ex rows

When i peep in the public, bet i'm leaving with something

I drink a red bull to get a red wing, flow tight make the dead sing

I'd rather listen to these ignorant right-wing people,

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

And my ex hoes, she pop ex rows

Took me a while just to write those

I was charged on suspicion of sabotaging the engine to evade the ex

Uh, my mind still lurkin' on rappad figurin' out who to murk next

Word, absence will make the heart grow

Thank fuck my ex use to moan tho

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

Zoning my second bottle, focused still on tomorrow