This is a song about "Hating my ex"

No cursing....no hating,just loving why'd that all have to change, in my mind

I give up my light like an interracial couple wit a child

And my ex hoes, she pop ex rows

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

Fortunado, the porsche apollo, wars'll follow

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

With my ex girlfriends still trying to dig they way out

Don't pay for that, double-mg nigga brag about

So i'm just making sure my verses count for something

My whole family's hating what i'm becoming

Hating my dad with passion for not showing up

Blowing that money here, making money in europe

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing

I see you hating, nigga why you hating