This is a song about "Lane on you"

She was ridin shotty and i was in the back lane

Never let the game play youand for the fame

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

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

Rev my engine up yeezy passed you in your own lane

Lane stanly i'm fucked in the brain, you think this is a game/

Po-po wanna pick his brain, ho's wanna give him brain

With my name on em: that’s a damn shame

Got that new crib in candy lane

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

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

Play a song, invade a thong, my dick is havin' guts for lunch

But you better switch your lane before i spit you some damage