This is a song about "I hate my ex gir"

Raise my name, but i hate the fame

Flyin’ through the city, all-black, bruce wayne

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

Hollow tip dum-dums eat flesh like piranhas though

Uh, my mind still lurkin' on rappad figurin' out who to murk next

I was charged on suspicion of sabotaging the engine to evade the ex

My ex girl heart is so bruised and burned

Just got up and screamed, fuck the world

And my ex hoes, she pop ex rows

Alwaysstay ahead of these stank hoes

Fuck niggas we dont fuck with those

And my ex hoes, she pop ex rows

I hate this fake ass smile on my face

Got me thinkin' 'bout better days