This is a song about "Memory lane"

Bring in the artillery life is nothin but a memory

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

When company turns to memory due to jealousy

Cause now it's on for you and me, all i can see

Barely merged, swerved, and heard the other lane

And not a single feature except lil wayne

I wish i’ll never see you again

Tryina live life in the slow lane

Flyin’ through the city, all-black, bruce wayne

Got that new crib in candy lane

You're a divorced slut and you can't suck dick

Mind and memory are getting polluted

And that i spent the night with her

In a memory i will remember

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

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