This is a song about "Lois lane"

Take advice keep it clean don't complain

Marijuana blazer, that mary lane,

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

Time after time, again and again

How me holiday? i love it when mommy say

#fuck #superman like #lois #lane, go insane, that's my way,

Ironically, they tell me to stay in my own lane

Don’t want nothing from a nigga; he all kinds of lame

I'm making my own lane cause most of y'all already blows

See baby lately seems my life been hell and heaven knows

And showing you and yours that breaking rules is fucking cool again

Repetitive competitive grain girding lanes, lined in arrays, lane to lane,

Everything was picture perfect till you moved the frame

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

Thoughts, cause you're an outsider tryna get in brain

She was ridin shotty and i was in the back lane