This is a song about "Missing my ex"

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

I give a girl what she want - but no dollars

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

There must be some part of my brain missing

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

To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money

Street fameall out warfare, eye for a eyebustin on my enemies bad boy killing

So much cash, that i never look towards my past, fuck reminiscing, cuz theres nothing im missing,

Love reefer and love sneaker above those

And my ex hoes, she pop ex rows

All them bitches converse with me off that react juice

Tried to yank my chain now your missing a tooth

I’m the rapper with clout columbians rap about

With my ex girlfriends still trying to dig they way out

The binocularsha ha ha ha, yeah nigga time to ride

Missing the old day were it don’t matter if i show my pride