This is a song about "Bot lane"

Words beat your faster than a fast lane.

Can't wear grs, i'm pitching cocaine

Fast lane on that last gear,

The vision is quite clear

Hammer-hat flyer than a bag of bats

Life on a fast lane infinity laps

Yeah ballgame, i swear the hoes wasn’t in my plans

Change factors race the lane backwards take chance

Im my own person in my own lane,

Just plain pat visions with some sick aim

Don’t want nothing from a nigga; he all kinds of lame

She was ridin shotty and i was in the back lane

I wanted the money and never the fame

Tryina live life in the slow lane

On the right lane, where the curb lay

Hit you from a block away