This is a song about "I broke up with my ex girl here s her number"

We can make more, make babies

But i broke her wings and knees

Worked my way up, and here i wound

Weed up, better make a sound

Put your girl on my body like i wore her

Come here i’m about to take you higher

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

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

In case i don't get intell all my people i'm a ridahnobody cries when we die

I am number won i'll bake you with my own son so die even your bitch won't cry

Uhh, addicts arise, when i arrive

That's the girl, and i will protect her with my life.

And my ex hoes, she pop ex rows

Best believe i'm leaving with more of those