This is a song about "Feeling along"

Got pills all on my phone, these niggas know i’m wrong

Tongues get twisted when you people try to rap along

Along with my other trophy heads

And everybody's having sex

Along with the whole class

Crawls right down the crack of your ass

Even helped my boy along

Luck on my brim supreme keeps me warm

To our own set of problems that we roasted along

Where your girl at now?3 pills down that's on meand it wouldn't be a song

My first rap is off the dome, no beat just rap along.

Baby, you're the inspiration of this precious song

[ehehehhe] [fap noises] "they're dragging someone along!"

Me and juan ensurin' you that your slut daughters gone

And panned out, i'm all in love

Feeling nothing feeling sleepless