This is a song about "Along"

But every time i smoke, well, a nigga mind gone

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

Me and juan ensurin' you that your slut daughters gone

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

Yeah i'm hoping you sing along,

I got a liable larynx, my throat warm

I feel goodgot some time off, girl, it's been so long

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

I wanted to get along,

Heh, if the autotune's gone

For tryin' to communicate through a song

Cause i'm thinking me and you could get along

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

Josh is underachievin, so how bout ya sing along

Well, the club bout to hear this song

Is what i hear all along/