This is a song about "Missing my ex"

Thank fuck my ex use to moan tho

Word, absence will make the heart grow

Tried to yank my chain now your missing a tooth

Magazines who at times seem to misuse

Now he's starting to think the screws in my head aren't lose but missing

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

Tryna stay clear of my foes

And my ex hoes, she pop ex rows

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

Someone gotta be telling someone somebody is tripping

But i'd just rather 2-step, like my first steps

You were the one that wants to be my ex,

Polo purple like the dope i'm hitting

There must be some part of my brain missing