This is a song about "Lanes"

Then some lady named billie holiday

My path's in eight lanes, eight chains, great word play

Bitch in chains us switching lanes and terrains had the chains at the trains

Ambition is priceless that’s something in your veins

Why you keep switchin' lanes?

While working on my mistakes

Cause when i walk around, i pave my own lanes/

Straight geechi on her, came back with eighty chains

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

You'll be missing work, and switching lanes, and hitting cars,

You'll be missing work, and switching lanes, and hitting cars,

They get mad when i lay up in the porsche box

When you next to medo you wanna test me ?put your tired head on my chest

No doubt i'm crazy, rewind what i'm saying both lanes telling me i'm best

The tragic which nas topped// read my fucking blue print// hova changed up lanes

But whenever there's pain, that feeling forever remains