This is a song about "Walking along"

You were right here all along

J cole, don trip, drake, big sean

Haven't seen the world in so long

Even helped my boy along

Tongues get twisted when you people try to rap along

Send him the voicemail cause we all the way gone

We ain't never 'gon be, i'll be leavin' in the morning

I always fall behind her whenever we walking

Along with my other trophy heads

After lebron, i'm what's next

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

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

Left, right, left, i've just gotta keep walking.

Yeah i'm hoping you sing along,

Tats out and my hair long