This is a song about "Along"

Is what i hear all along/

'til it's like a mile long

In fly modei'm a homicidal outlawand five-o, get your lights on, fight long

Except in this world no one has enemies because everyone gets along

But i'd just rather 2-step, like my first steps

Along with my other trophy heads

Yeah i'm hoping you sing along,

You just gotta be strong

So in the beginning i felt that i needed to play along

But every time i smoke, well, a nigga mind gone

I'd never go and sell out for the mainstream and ride along,

Shit on anybody with opinions, you dead wrong

Even helped my boy along

Wonder where i went wrong

I like a down-lookin, all for it, flower bomb

Ahh im using up words as i go along