This is a song about "Fast lane"

Life on a fast lane infinity laps

87, brick fare, yeah, i’m talking thirty racks

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

Notice everything it wasn't. realizing why it shouldn't ever be again

My pistols represent mebust until my rounds emptyback for the street fame

See i'm not superman, i'll probably never find my lois lane,

Can't wear grs, i'm pitching cocaine

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

Miami nights, made a couple grand

Im testin the pray x3 (fast)

That we can't forget the past

Im testin the pray x3 (fast)

The lane is fast don't come in last or you gonna get socked

Amnesty international got bangkok to montauk on lock

Roots and black thought brought us to a new lane,

And i make music for the fuck of it, no fame