This is a song about "Erica lane"

And i'm the only fucking rapper without a chain

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

Do not attempt to interfere

Fast lane on that last gear,

Life on a fast lane infinity laps

Sorry mr. charlie won't chap dance

Uh, yeah, hot damn, here we go again

Roots and black thought brought us to a new lane,

Sorta like drano...you know how the game goes

I'm making my own lane cause most of y'all already blows

Im my own person in my own lane,

Then i wait for them days to turn good again

But you better switch your lane before i spit you some damage

Ore voir to the doubters, and a punt is every challenge

Time after time, again and again

Look at you... going down helm street lane,