This is a song about "Along"

And you ain't doing nothing wrong

Even helped my boy along

Everyday a star is born

I wanted to get along,

To our own set of problems that we roasted along

Brown skin or a yellow-bone, dj this my favorite song

Ahh im using up words as i go along

And before the sun came up, he was gone

It's funny how pucci made all the snakes gone

Im like takin the mic and boppin along

Socialising and getting along

Luck on my brim supreme keeps me warm

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

And spit it the way i do simp-a-ly because i like this song

Along with the whole class

Private plane tsa can kiss my ass