This is a song about "Life in the fast lane"

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

I've be stressin in the spotlight, i want the fame

Walked up in the shop, everybody lookin' shocked

The lane is fast don't come in last or you gonna get socked

And in my mind's eye i see this place, the players go in fast

You see em gettin it then you get it, pardon my hand

Too fast when i mangle the fascists that're damn tangled in panic

Shakin' like it's parkinsons from the clitoris of kelly clarkson's dick

Rev my engine up yeezy passed you in your own lane

Never let the game play youand for the fame

Well rick james, maury jane

Im my own person in my own lane,

Words beat your faster than a fast lane.

I ain't interested in fame