This is a song about "Ballin on da lane"

I live on the beach yea its sunny outside kids playin in da heat

I never change, i'm like a corpse in a coffin, six feet shit's deep

At dinner with hov hoping that he pass the baton

Somebody ring the church bells for da man wit no ring on

In that pretty red dress, let's dance

Life on a fast lane infinity laps

Theres snakes up in the grass, but cass gon blast when da beef is on.

Told her that her pastor was a faggot and he likes john

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

You niggas be ballin, but can't ball on me, like a g

The homies wanna kick it, but i'm just laughin at cha

Pull my wand out and those tricks get on they knees (ta da!)

No one knows my struggle, they only see the trouble

I bled on the bed and then on da table