This is a song about "Along"

Is what i hear all along/

My sim card's the bomb

Cause i'm thinking me and you could get along

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

Im just making this shit up as i go along

Throw her slightly to the right, so dyke i'm kinda wrong

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

I'm falling victim to a revolutionary song

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

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

Im like takin the mic and boppin along

Fuck it i got a few more now that my hair long

They swore that i was all fuckin' nuts like a gay porn

Tongues get twisted when you people try to rap along

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

But ya chose to go before meand brothas miss ya while your gone