This is a song about "Miss my ex girl"

I hear my niggas screaming fuck the world

My ex girl heart is so bruised and burned

Think about it everyday damn girl i miss you.

I steady the flow, ready to blow like snotty tissue

I gotta tell you that my love is true

Girl, i think it's safe to say that i miss you...

I miss my cable tv

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

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

And my ex hoes, she pop ex rows

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

I miss my cable tv

Chica-go-getter from odd future, used to ride solo

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

Girl, i think it's safe to say that i miss you...

And the blogger has their reviews in rear view