This is a song about "Lane"

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

But lemme tell you that them heels really complement your frame

Roots and black thought brought us to a new lane,

I love that hour glass shape you got up on that frame

Im my own person in my own lane,

I'm that extreme, so haters complain

Niggas taking shots, don’t know how to aim

Barely merged, swerved, and heard the other lane

Tryina live life in the slow lane

I like my hoodies fucked with lame

We livin life in the fast lane

Fresh out the plane i couldn't even complain

Marijuana blazer, that mary lane,

Never let the game play youand for the fame

I take em home, fuck her, get high and never call again

She was ridin shotty and i was in the back lane