This is a song about "A long song"

I would always keep a strong pace with a long face thinking of all the song names

Your death's miscella-neous, say hi to mister hades man, these little games

You bitch'll need a tampon by the end of this little song

But killing the competition in that cosabella thong

Just lay back, get your face slapped

I made a song at camp

I'm on an uphill battle, a mile long

And we don't know no right from wrong

Sometimes my name's a mystery from me like a song

But i overshine ain't no niggas over sean

Been faded way too long, ill just sing this song

Conversations on the phone til the break of dawn

You're a faggot that stays basic in every song

She told me that the radio's been playing the same song all day long

Take her on a long ride

But you can't hide