This is a song about "My ex back"

So, tell my haters fall back

There's crack, there's crack

Roll it up and ensure that everything's fat

Or knowing that my homies got my back

And every night, believe, we gon' leave with somebody

My ex wont settle for joint custody, she controls men like puppetry,

Guess i’m different than most

And my ex hoes, she pop ex rows

Money in a bag, stones be yellow as a cat

Gimme my father back gimme my nigguhs back

I delete they history

Ex-hoes wanna call me,

Looking for cops behind my back

? all white but the phantom is all black