This is a song about "Josh my ex that i cant get my mind off"

And your loves in hindsight and you see everything its not

My mind is nothin' my pride is somethin' that i don't got,

From the womb, my newborn child

Too many thoughts, cant make up my mind

I guess my mind is full and i cant think straight

Wasn’t bustin’ jimmy, i’d be busy gettin’ paid

But off of that story, let me get back to my rhyme/

So if you open up your heart i’ll give you mine

I cant quite get a grasp on my feelings just yet

Your stupid ass, corny lines trying to fill my head

And my ex hoes, she pop ex rows

And these shape-shifting hoes

Fucked your broad cause my game tight, sit ringside at the main fight

Why its bad and why i gotta get my mind right

I've become immune to you no name haters

But my ex is so gay i think he bought a purse