This is a song about "I live in my fast lane"

I keep you out my lane never change or switching positions

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

If i don't make that man there dance

Life on a fast lane infinity laps

And showing you and yours that breaking rules is fucking cool again

With a chi chi,i got lifes cheat sheet,so beep beep get the fuck out my lane

I heard that statistic i almost cried

Hip hop clone likes in my lane, not toned right

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

Always on the road again, with omega or the band

Words beat your faster than a fast lane.

I'm going off the top of the brain

So the devil that drove in her got in control

Switch up to the fast lane hop in and lets roll!

Y'all all loafin goin through the motion hit me on the rock don't drop no cocaine

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