This is a song about "The ex boyfriend"

Now go get your boyfriend chuck

We're young and we don't give a fuck

And my ex hoes, she pop ex rows

Fuck niggas we dont fuck with those

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

Her boyfriend joey emerges from the christmas tree he’s finished recording.

Your boyfriend can kick our asses blindfolded.

But when i come around her crib, i go in on this chick

And my ex hoes, she pop ex rows

Standing flat footed, i’m on my toes

Down to ride to the bloody end, just me and my girlfriend

A shouting match lit the malignant glint in greg’s eyes( her boyfriend)

Ex-convict but still behind them bars

Trying to move foward, though it never stops

Bitch i got that fucking swag, you don't know my fucking dad

Don't play the beat, you might start singing boyfriend instead of my track,