This is a song about "Bowling lanes"

But whenever there's pain, that feeling forever remains

The tragic which nas topped// read my fucking blue print// hova changed up lanes

Switch lanes, swiftly shift to shit, hear "bang bang",

Try to protect the neck, i ? from ya boo thang

Put two holes in your head like a bowling ball.

My pride is gone, i'm that guy like aaron hall

I'm a geophyte, move under the ground til i can see the light

Instead of bitchin, these lanes im switchin, to somethin tight.

Black fours red drop head doors

Sittin on bowling balls

Thinkin' why it's not south beach everyday

My path's in eight lanes, eight chains, great word play

My city's culture to the game now in existence

No offense ya bitch taking balls to the face like bowling pins