This is a song about "Long distancr"

Said "how?" "don't trip," but, yo, the trick is wrong

Come on now, the searing won't last long,

I'm too strong, eight arms sticking to a bomb

Been in the game for way too long

The crown ruler is back

Iv not long joined rap pad

Long like a banana clip

I’m blessed it, cross-sign baptism west shit

For those whey no fit dey fix son

Going for the long run

You could get diabetes, don’t get too long

Send him the voicemail cause we all the way gone

And we don't know no right from wrong

I'm on an uphill battle, a mile long

Everyday a star is born

My choppa strap too long