This is a song about "Getting with yo ex"

Days consist of getting payed/ getting bred with my team

Where i'm from, if you ever seen what i seen

I don't fiend for beef: i eat bitches

I'm getting great with all this show biz

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

Ex-hoes wanna call me,

Yo getting sick of your shit, knock it out,

I prefer your applause without a handout

Yo bitch say she dont fuck with

Take her back to where i live

Everything got a flaw, we desire perfection

It all started with my mom's ex boyfriend tim

Yes bitch, that's a presidential

Getting in touch with my mental.