This is a song about "The ex"

So i sit back and roll up the next, while im blazed my ex hit me up with a text,

When you next to medo you wanna test me ?put your tired head on my chest

My ex-hoes keep ballin out,

Get yours; you know what this about

And my ex hoes, she pop ex rows

Ain't no women at the shows

Every night i stroke hoes

And my ex hoes, she pop ex rows

My ex girl heart is so bruised and burned

Just woke up and screamed, fuck the world

Scab, fix up look shop joe

Thank fuck my ex use to moan tho

Took your ex to a hotel, had her undressed and shameless

See my desire for the lust, fucked up what was love

Too busy trying to dig a hole in your jeansnow it seems, it's check out time

Your ex is so desprite he needs an international date line