This is a song about "Left lane"

Before i get to t.i.a. i'm sure to make her rain

She was ridin shotty and i was in the back lane

Change factors race the lane backwards take chance

From the jungle, fam, where niggas bundle grams

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

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

Bring the hook,i think i need to spark again

Ironically, they tell me to stay in my own lane

Just in case a nigga never see that thrill again

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

Uh, yeah, hot damn, here we go again

From trying ride life in the fast lane

Let cupid take aim, come and follow my lane

And i'm the only fucking rapper without a chain

Fast lane on that last gear,

Unable to think clear