This is a song about "Along"

Conversations on the phone til the break of dawn

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

Used to be at the bottom, tell ‘em it wasn’t for long

To our own set of problems that we roasted along

But just when it gets good, she's gone

Even helped my boy along

For tryin' to communicate through a song

Cause i'm thinking me and you could get along

Email too, facebook aim, everything gone

Either you gone fight against me or u can come along

Tongues get twisted when you people try to rap along

Me and juan ensurin' you that your slut daughters gone

Searching for answers, that's human nature, you ain't in the wrong

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

Along with the whole class

Why probe our ass