This is a song about "Lightning lane"

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

Look at you... going down helm street lane,

All this lightning striking you like a thunderstorm,

They swore that i was all fuckin' nuts like a gay porn

Marijuana blazer, that mary lane,

But now invisible cells around your brain

Hit'em with frighening jolts of lightning bolts

The odd niggas are beginning to spill these pink hoes

Ain't heard dc since sardines came

Tryina live life in the slow lane

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

Surf the information highway in the leftmost lane

I ain't hiding, y'all ain't riding

Even though its like fork lightning

Replaced by freak shit i am currently down for

Hit the game like lightning without the thunder/