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

It's the dc thang, incase you ain't notice

I hate my design but roll with the love

It gives us peace then all in the town is quiet

So much shit on my mind i fucking hate it

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

You up, you gotta know your limits without any assistance or else

Ain't no women at the shows

And my ex hoes, she pop ex rows

Can't control the box, you are no mills lane

Raise my name, but i hate the fame

I make you feel like it is 10 below

Thank fuck my ex use to moan tho

So i feel hate in my heart

A working genius, a work of art

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love

Haters hate and i wave my hand like i'm fucking imperious