This is a song about "Oneida lane"

Just plain pat visions with some sick aim

Got that new crib in candy lane

Rev my engine up yeezy passed you in your own lane

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

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

I take em home, fuck her, get high and never call again

Tryina live life in the slow lane

We was lookin for change 'til barack came

Man in the mirror, i can’t get my shot again

Surf the information highway in the leftmost lane

Marijuana blazer, that mary lane,

I ain't ?? just feelin how you felt when you came

Words beat your faster than a fast lane.

I wanted the money and never the fame

Im my own person in my own lane,

Uh, yeah, hot damn, here we go again