This is a song about "Rayne s lane"

Im my own person in my own lane,

Aimin' at them skin headed bitches let it rain

Surf the information highway in the leftmost lane

Begin to make me feel like a little kid again

Through all the rain and the pain

Got that new crib in candy lane

Change factors race the lane backwards take chance

Sorry mr. charlie won't chap dance

It´s the battle of life

Sky high, iced out paradise

Words beat your faster than a fast lane.

Blow trees like a hurricane

From trying ride life in the fast lane

I'm going off the top of the brain

I'll never call you bitch again

Roots and black thought brought us to a new lane,