This is a song about "Jealous of my ex boyfriend"

My boyfriend is clever

Poke out from behind her

Bitch i got that fucking swag, you don't know my fucking dad

Don't play the beat, you might start singing boyfriend instead of my track,

Terrorist, bomb on my chest, jealous cuz i'm better than the rest,

Why'd you slang crack? cause i had toa nigga gotta pay the fuckin rent

My ex wont settle for joint custody, she controls men like puppetry,

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

Now you probably wishing that you would have said yes

When i spit you know your jealous of the skill that i possess/

And my ex hoes, she pop ex rows

"listen to the track bitch!" echoes

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

Two of her friends strip she never judge them though