This is a song about "Lane"

Change factors race the lane backwards take chance

I’m up to six hundred bricks, started with two hundred grams

Cause i show fur, no bikini wax

Life on a fast lane infinity laps

Who do you blame? it's a shame because the man's slain

Surf the information highway in the leftmost lane

Fast lane on that last gear,

But my brother got a year

I'm making my own lane cause most of y'all already blows

Best stay away when the door closed, i show up with four hoes

I ain't interested in fame

Words beat your faster than a fast lane.

I am not tina, buddy, do not give my window pain

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

Got that new crib in candy lane

I ain't even start yet, this is propane