This is a song about "Long song"

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

Help us find our inner song

Song is turnin into one long poem.

Boss broke, spouse choke, blouse open

I just wrote a bullshit hook in between two long ass verses if you mistook the for a song, look

It use to be love, happiness and companionshipremember when i treated you good

She'd be moaning all night long while you write a new song

Yesterday i saw a b-girl crying; i walked up and asked what's wrong

Da inspiration to make dis song.

And you ain't doing nothing wrong

Police on your mama phone, talking bout your baby gone

Fuck it move on, i've been long gone, still sit n write a song,

Maybe i'm singing the wrong song

But bitch you dumb as fuck to right from wrong

You're listening to this song

I walked up and asked what's wrong