This is a song about "Fast lane"

In the same year

Fast lane on that last gear,

I rather give you my last to see you live again

Ironically, they tell me to stay in my own lane

I’ve seen this young’un on the train, i had to pick his brain

She was ridin shotty and i was in the back lane

We livin life in the fast lane

Through all the rain and the pain

Roots and black thought brought us to a new lane,

Uh, yeah, hot damn, here we go again

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

I ain't a drinker, i'm a thinker, call it what you want

Change factors race the lane backwards take chance

Left hand got ten bands; back pocket, four stacks

Life on a fast lane infinity laps

We den turnt it up now it's at the max