This is a song about "Right lane must turn right"

Maybe he'll listen in his casket -- the aftermathmore bodies being buried

When i turn left or right i see dead in the night, lying on the street they got cold feet,

If you something like paid you can fuck tonight

Make her act right , as long as i mack right

You can't live like that,you must fight for your right

350 on the stove and it's 90 outside

Then ya turn right around and stab me, how can you reject that.

Where fiends always on that water like a lily pad

Designer shit, though i’m modest, astonishing to be honest

And if i must say right now, i think my styles on the brink.

Real shit is wat i right

Look, now roll my j tight

My direction good, well-rounded type

Sounds complicated right

Make a 1 way train to hell turn right backwards

We are being wiped off the face of this earth