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

I love that hour glass shape you got up on that frame

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

I hit a driveby on sandy hook while in the memory lane, but im not insane,

Niggas, little niggas doing it big, know what i'm saying, y'all niggas 40 and shit still in the game

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

Through all the rain and the pain

Words beat your faster than a fast lane.

Rev my engine up yeezy passed you in your own lane

Never let the game play youand for the fame

But i'mma build it ground up, let's again

So i live life in the fast lane

Switch swag on you little dick fags

Life on a fast lane infinity laps

I like bitches in air maxes without socks

Livin the fast life, in fast cars