This is a song about "Missing your ex"

You were the one that wants to be my ex,

A coward dies a thousand deaths

Hit it til your face go missing

I got bars u lil niggas sell ring

Ex-hoes wanna call me,

Ain’t no doubt that shit is crazy

I thought i was out atlanta, but god damn i'm outta space

Covered in blood from top to waist raped missing all of your face/

Bobbing and weaving, spiritual hymn singing

Ain't got started other rappers aren't missing

My music is like confetti rain when you win a race

Covered in blood from top to waist raped missing all of your face/

I’m something like a fetus, i'm not quite kidding

If u dont like chicken, you don't know what your missing

I’m a hustla, baby

Ex-hoes wanna call me,