This is a song about "Mark lane"

From trying ride life in the fast lane

I'm going off the top of the brain

Place a certain exclamation mark,

Dick soft as fuck, but somehow i go hard

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

Notice everything it wasn't. realizing why it shouldn't ever be again

Slinking through crowds of probable possibilities, sizing my mark

Kill everybodythey each got a city to pick to make it our part

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

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

So i live life in the fast lane

Well, brenda's barely got a brain

Time after time, again and again

Im my own person in my own lane,

Have they all forgot who made this golf shit hot again

Rev my engine up yeezy passed you in your own lane