This is a song about "Along"

Is what i hear all along/

See, with you, i never see it wrong

I like a down-lookin, all for it, flower bomb

Im like takin the mic and boppin along

Tongues get twisted when you people try to rap along

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

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

Ahh im using up words as i go along

Cause they fear me in physical form

Cause i'm thinking me and you could get along

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

Baby, you're the inspiration of this precious song

I wanted to get along,

We buy out stores till its all too gone

Conversations on the phone til the break of dawn

Cause i'm thinking me and you could get along