This is a song about "Miss my ex girl"

You feel it from your head to your toes

And my ex hoes, she pop ex rows

Fumble or you crumble, get murked on the humble

Chorus: i really miss you girl, this is my struggle.

So if it comes down, may the best man win

It all started with my mom's ex boyfriend tim

You were the one that wants to be my ex,

Convertibles with turbo jets

Fearing imma miss my chance

To all the frauds stop faking, relax

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

This what it sound like if i sent my dad letters

You are now face to face with a thorough pharaoh who be down on death row

I miss her, but im a fucking dumbass, i lost a perfect girl two days ago,

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

Fuckin' squirrel, bet his girl still buy the tape though