This is a song about "Screw off ex"

Ex-hoes wanna call me,

Or you'll drive me crazy

Thank fuck my ex use to moan tho

Where they find me, 16 on death row

Left hand staggerin' on her muthafuckin' breast

Im just tryna kneal mines so screw accent

Screw up the cup, i'm on

Pay dues like a hair salon

Part of me though, is searching for answers

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

Me lay down tracks. so take a step back and look in the mirror then maybe you will

I'm born from chemicals, i'm a criminal, screw it i'm even biblical

But once the smoke clears, you right back where you was

Just screw 'em cuz their're totally reckless

Screw the labels, my crews get creative control,

But i didn't cross the line until the bridge hit it, troll