This is a song about "Bitchboys stay in your lane"

Wale, real nigga, where the totem, blowin' bomb haze

And fake niggas, better stay up in yo lane, cause nowadays

And showing you and yours that breaking rules is fucking cool again

Repetitive competitive grain girding lanes, lined in arrays, lane to lane,

Yo, fuck 2dopeboyz and fuck nah right

Just to stay in your arms, as you hold me tight.

From trying ride life in the fast lane

And not a single feature except lil wayne

And stay in your lane, 'cuz i gon take over this game

Hoping that hip-hop can surface and go-go again

Sang sittin there kickin it with malcolm, 'til the day came

Engraved a new route so you piercing punks can stay in your lane,

Stay in school kid, and do what your mom told you.

I'm trend-setting, despite of an awful debut

Just to stay in your arms, as you hold me tight.

When it came to grams it was 90 i fried