This is a song about "Fast life in the fast lane"

In a room, roll a blunt, in my glass, fuck it fast

Hey, i get bored so fast that they won’t last

But i'mma build it ground up, let's again

We livin life in the fast lane

Celebrate the very day that i get past

Blastin off at the mouth rappin fast

Im testin the pray x3 (fast)

600 benz, condo six hundred grand

Homie popped up with about twenty bags and

In the black neighborhoods, man we had driven fast,

Fast life ya behind ,ya currency just declines

So much pressure in this life of mine, i cry at times

In the same year

Fast lane on that last gear,