This is a song about "Call back"

When i was starving now it's payback

Went back on the way back back

In the back of a chevy that’s all black

Got her number, she didn't text me or call back

Call me homophobic,

Or who did, cause i did

Ain't had shit to loose, pullin' my pistol on them fools

I call all my troops to go back to the hip-hop roots,

I'm back up in this bitch with a bitch i call her cinna bun

I ain't no emo nigga, i do not lean on women

Its all me if you call

Wanna fuck em all

Then it bunny hopped off my shoulder, now my conscience dead

We kick it back and forth, you can call us meth and red,

So ironic how they call me cracker, i could crack 'em back,

Binded between, carryin' the flag for an area that drag