This is a song about "My ex s replacements"

I've got nothin' to worry about

My ex-hoes keep ballin out,

And these shape-shifting hoes

And my ex hoes, she pop ex rows

Ain't no women at the shows

And my ex hoes, she pop ex rows

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

And every woman looking at you knew that you was lucky

Get ya head bust

My g"s have been handcuffed,

When i run b-town i got size 11's on my feet

I mean eddie murphy, swang, gettin' married

Who dat, who dat? cole world

My ex girl heart is so bruised and burned

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

You were the one that wants to be my ex,