This is a song about "My ex stephanie"

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

My kicks like my chick, i don’t need to know the numbers

We left em a world that's cursed

My ex girl heart is so bruised and burned

Your ex is so desprite he needs an international date line

Must be out your rabbit mind, i'm thuggin', rappin', same damn time

Took me a while just to write those

And my ex hoes, she pop ex rows

To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money

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

Watching for hollow-tip shots

Ex-convict but still behind them bars

Ex-hoes wanna call me,

And now that i’m getting money