This is a song about "Murder my ex"

'cuz my clever lines murder diabetics every time,

I’ma show you why the ring finger need a peace sign

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

Before i turn you into a victim of my murder mystery.

I've become immune to you no name haters

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

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

You were the one that wants to be my ex,

Back like i never ever left in the first

My ex girl heart is so bruised and burned

In the front row at a holy justin bieber show

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

Bein' a woman, a black woman at that, no doubt

With my ex girlfriends still trying to dig they way out