This is a song about "Along"

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

Got pills all on my phone, these niggas know i’m wrong

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

Im just making this shit up as i go along

December 4th a star was born

Is what i hear all along/

Along with the whole class

Bring your pen and your weed stash

Until i am wanted, and needed, i'm not just singing' along,

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

I got a liable larynx, my throat warm

Cause i'm thinking me and you could get along

You were right here all along

Heh, if the autotune's gone

Police on your mama phone, talking bout your baby gone

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