This is a song about "Feeling along"

Gotta make that cash

Along with the whole class

I know the world gets cold and the days get long

Socialising and getting along

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

Throw her slightly to the right, so dyke i'm kinda wrong

No regard when i'm going at abroad

Camping along with the trendy analog

See, with you, i never see it wrong

Even helped my boy along

Yeah i'm hoping you sing along,

Uh, red bottoms and a thong

Im like takin the mic and boppin along

Shit on anybody with opinions, you dead wrong

Find your number in my phone and don't know what be goin wrong

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