This is a song about "Long rap"

(and go berserk) all night long

Wolves is out past dawn on your front lawn

I don't really gotta' take so long

Looking so damn right you're wrong

(and go berserk) all night long

Now that you’re gone, gone, gone

I'm on an uphill battle, a mile long

Email too, facebook aim, everything gone

Top ranked, number one my son

Going for the long run

Put burners in the hands, of the black man

Money long from here to japan

Been in the game for way too long

My way like a usher song

Cowering on my stage to long/

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