This is a song about "Lane fuckfest"

And i move across your membrane, you loose against my insane

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

Gotta say it was a good day

On the right lane, where the curb lay

On the right lane, where the curb lay

Why i can't move away

She was ridin shotty and i was in the back lane

Thoughts, cause you're an outsider tryna get in brain

Im my own person in my own lane,

Who feel 9 to 5, seeing me again

They'd rather see us locked in chains, please explain

Roots and black thought brought us to a new lane,

Flyest nigga in this bitch, and i don't even own no chain

From these monsters in my brain i be swerving in my lane

Take advice keep it clean don't complain

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