This is a song about "Your ex is a slag"

When they feel safe on some bitch shit

Your mum is a bitch your dad's a maggot

And my ex hoes, she pop ex rows

2 v's in the street, blowing trees with hoes

Easy baby. you the bomb and all, but i be damned if i do not land mine

Your ex is so desprite he needs an international date line

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

They ain't say that then they wouldn't be haters

Ex-hoes wanna call me,

Bitch, i might make you my baby

Cause i'm out on motherfuckin bail

Yo this is your homie a scale

In the house, holla back

Thinking about you, you slag

Uhh, i woke up and screamed, fuck the world

My ex girl heart is so bruised and burned