This is a song about "Stay out my lane"

Then dipping with the fucking pen to go sin again

My brain is wired several ways, in each lane there's a crane

But lemme tell you that them heels really complement your frame

And if i stay i'll grind away for shitty pay, the lowest lane,

#fuck #superman like #lois #lane, go insane, that's my way,

How me holiday? i love it when mommy say

I've be stressin in the spotlight, i want the fame

Let cupid take aim, come and follow my lane

To my lane nevermind a waitertold me to make a wagerlike lone ranger,

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

I stay in the shower for so long to get the bad thoughts out of my head

So don't be acting shyi run my fingers through your hairthen i lay you on the bed

Im my own person in my own lane,

Fresh out the plane i couldn't even complain

Around me, they want to stay out late

I don't mind if you niggas hate