This is a song about "My ex g"

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

Make her scream my name, thats the g spot

Try and pull me over, i will not stop

We love for a while then a light goes

And my ex hoes, she pop ex rows

On hip hop and grime my g,

Call me lazy, i ain't your baby

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

I've become immune to you no name haters

A demon that feeds of my inner g

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

Scab, fix up look shop joe

Thank fuck my ex use to moan tho