This is a song about "My ex g"

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

Baby told me that she never memorized a verse

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

Ex-hoes wanna call me,

This ain't a diss this is some real shit, i'll represent my color until i die g shit

You gotta keep your sense of humoryou gotta be able to smile through all this bullshit

Took me a while just to write those

And my ex hoes, she pop ex rows

Make her scream my name, thats the g spot

Forever hop cause it don't stop... on my block

My g"s have been handcuffed,

I’m coming back like light-skin and

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