This is a song about "Hate my ex"

Uh riding 'round, i got some towson bait

Keep a smile on my face, just so they can hate

Thank fuck my ex use to moan tho

Ran outside to see the big show

This love and hate are my arsenal,

A criminal grind mean hustle

And my ex hoes, she pop ex rows

Every night i stroke hoes

The death of my father is the reason for my hate...

I put it to your mug, and it ain’t gonna wait

So i sit back and roll up the next, while im blazed my ex hit me up with a text,

When you next to medo you wanna test me ?put your tired head on my chest

And my bitch is the type of bitch that's all about that dough

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

Black ghost, white driver, such an oreo, i'm thinking out loud

With my ex girlfriends still trying to dig they way out