This is a song about "Miss my ex girl"

And my ex hoes, she pop ex rows

Wayne told me that and that's just how it goes

The voice inside my head (i miss you, i miss you)

I just reflect on how i ain't met you, yet boo

2 v's in the street, blowing trees with hoes

And my ex hoes, she pop ex rows

And you don’t understand my slang my colloquial’s lovely

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

I hear my niggas screaming fuck the world

My ex girl heart is so bruised and burned

You were the one that wants to be my ex,

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

This is love, nothing else close

And my ex hoes, she pop ex rows