This is a song about "Along"

Me and juan ensurin' you that your slut daughters gone

It's hard for kevin and confessing the truth to get along

Josh is underachievin, so how bout ya sing along

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

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

That's aight thoughkeep a nigga heavy in the game, bout so long

Cause i'm thinking me and you could get along

Said "how?" "don't trip," but, yo, the trick is wrong

Wolves is out past dawn on your front lawn

Is what i hear all along/

Police on your mama phone, talking bout your baby gone

Either you gone fight against me or u can come along

Now i’m always in the hood like i never was gone

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

You were right here all along

We at the top where we belong