This is a song about "Long nights and short flights"

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

Blinding me and keeping me up, no nights to sleep, for success is waiting

Late nights, just me and the microphone

Born alone, work alone, die alone

Long nights of hearing about old boyfriends in her home

You cowardly-hearted, you couldn't make it on your own

Ill keep it short and sweet

From the back seat, back seat

I'll keep it short and sweet like a rap haiku

I just reflect on how i ain't met you, yet boo

Nights are still tough and long,

And we don't know no right from wrong

Wonder where i went wrong

(and go berserk) all night long

Yo this just short and simple

The world is so typical