This is a song about "Along"

Police on your mama phone, talking bout your baby gone

Josh is underachievin, so how bout ya sing along

Tats all on my arm, these hoes say i'm that bomb

My first rap is off the dome, no beat just rap along.

Its not too easy or too hard, to live life all along

Used to be at the bottom, tell ‘em it wasn’t for long

To our own set of problems that we roasted along

For real, you need to go away just like the rain song

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

You brought and chose, guess she moving on, yep, we do it wrong

Tongues get twisted when you people try to rap along

So now i say goodbye to the old me, it's already gone

How the fuck you wipe your ass

Along with the whole class

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

Niggas talk a lot of shit, but that's after i'm gone