This is a song about "A really long diss"

Aight santana man...let's do this

You cant even write a good diss?

Take her on a long ride

You gotta make sure you aim right

Don't realize this is a diss

So i gotta spit to this

I don't really gotta' take so long

And before the sun came up, he was gone

I don't really gotta' take so long (why you gotta take so long?)

Find your number in my phone and don't know what be goin wrong

Hows that supposed to be a diss bitch,

Streets is calling square niggas leave a message

Twenty-million dollar nigga, but i do it like this

Spit a poem or a diss before in your mouth i piss

A lil, signed, sealed, delivered

Homophobia's a long word