This is a song about "Along"

Send him the voicemail cause we all the way gone

Josh is underachievin, so how bout ya sing along

Wolves is out past dawn on your front lawn

Even helped my boy along

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

Either you gone fight against me or u can come along

Cause i'm thinking me and you could get along

Make a cold heart broad whole inner parts warm

We buy out stores till its all too gone

Yeah i'm hoping you sing along,

I ain't seen my lady in days, i been out on these streets so long

Then i'm pulling out my shlong and share the cum all along

Along with the whole class

And when it come to the cash

We at the top where we belong

I wanted to get along,