This is a song about "Missing my ex"

While on this beat my hearts not missing a beat its cohesive

Tryin' to celebrate my independence day, will smith

My ex-hoes keep ballin out,

I gotta little clout

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

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Everynight i stare, and say my prayers, blood drips from the missing layers,

He carried weight like a mack truckgonna bust on some playa haters

And my ex hoes, she pop ex rows

Standing flat footed, i’m on my toes

Why you lil niggas still swinging? got virgin tight flows yall still swinging

One day i'll earn my recognition, spit till my vocal cords are missing

Just woke up and screamed, fuck the world

My ex girl heart is so bruised and burned

What them tippers don't see

Ex-hoes wanna call me,