This is a song about "Not coming back home"

The door crack, niggas all black

Oh man this girl she keeps coming back

Shit, that birkin bag make the old dude mad

Coming straight at yah watch yah back

The fact yah's not coming back and that you lost the throne....

Said fifty for a song, and they won’t leave me alone

And all these peasant motherfuckers take shots at the throne

Hov and yeezy, stop the talk, i'm ready to come back home/

And this rap meaning that i'm coming back.

It's blacc friday and i'm glad to be black

To the homestead suites to drink liquor

Go home back to yo mommy and whimper

Im leaving this city, dont plan on coming back

Where fiends always on that water like a lily pad

My four-four's givin payback

Go home, never come back