This is a song about "Fuck all of my exes"

And you acting grown, doggy you ain't back at home

And i'm all alone, don't fuck with me in my zone,

If i count all of my thoughts... that'd waste all of my time

No religion i was getting saved by the glock nine

Now we are running rap, so fuck all of you tools

Fuckin' up my prestige, till i live with the blues

Bring that shit the fuck back

What will your exes think of that.

So fuck all them haters hating on my my spits

Rapping that gabbage, attracting maggots

The board ceo, i'm glad you all

I'm outta here, fuck all of y'all

And all women who had light features, see

I spend all my money, fuck the charity

And naw that ain't your girl, dog, but you be feelin' that chick

I fuck all the chicks,universe can suck my dick