This is a song about "My ex"

That could make some sense, to make amends, to take a stand, to make it tense

I was charged on suspicion of sabotaging the engine to evade the ex

Don't second guess it girl there ain't nothing to think about

With my ex girlfriends still trying to dig they way out

You were the one that wants to be my ex,

Convertibles with turbo jets

And these shape-shifting hoes

And my ex hoes, she pop ex rows

Behind the velvet rope, snapping a lot of pictures

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

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

And you make the flowers sing say turn green yellow