This is a song about "Rap money fast no life"

Your bitch kind of ugly but she sure fill up them jeans

You rap about selling weed and money schemes

You in the basement, i'm on the roof again

Living life in the fast lane with a mad cane

When i cock the beam back, i'm aiming for supreme hats

I rap fast avoid the haters and look good on my tracks

Lyrical manslaughter off you and your mans

Life on a fast lane infinity laps

Cause some of you bitches funny

I ain't got no money,

I rap fast they rap plod, i'm living in fantasy with ma rap rod

If i'm getting geetchi i can rock three chains on either block

U can rap fast with practice

Let me teach you all the sounds of love

But now invisible cells around your brain

From trying ride life in the fast lane