This is a song about "Feeling along"

December 4th a star was born

Socialising and getting along

And by the grace of god you make the approach

Creep along the tile floor, feeling like a roach

Wolves is out past dawn on your front lawn

Even helped my boy along

Cause i'm thinking me and you could get along

See, with you, i never see it wrong

Stressed out, cos' i'm gone

I wanted to get along,

Im like takin the mic and boppin along

Me and juan ensurin' you that your slut daughters gone

Tongues get twisted when you people try to rap along

So i’m warning , don’t you love me for too long

And everybody's having sex

Along with my other trophy heads