This is a song about "Long raps"

I don't really gotta' take so long

And we don't know no right from wrong

Playboy, i don't own that man

Money long from here to japan

Couldn’t adapt to naps, i wear caps

And even worse my raps

Girl, you got me in a trance

I can only construct raps

And before the sun came up, he was gone

You could get diabetes, don’t get too long

Been in the game for way too long

And you ain't doing nothing wrong

I'm a beast with the raps,

Know it good when she go no hands

I destroyed it with my raps,

Glad trash bags, throw them in the black bags