This is a song about "Alright"

Y'all could be the star in my ficky spot light

Blow up like dynamite, nigga we alright,

I heard that statistic i almost cried

(its gone be right yeahh gone be alright,

Not only had the fiend died

To make her feel alright

With your flashlight, tell me what do you see

Alright, i'm goin' full slim shady.

Cause another innocent died

But i cant lie man he was alright

Doctor: alright but make it quick

I bet you hear that white music

Babyits whatever you like

I think everything gone be alright

Living my life like i'm living right

But for a homo that’s alright