This is a song about "Switch lanes"

You'll be missing work, and switching lanes, and hitting cars,

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

Repetitive competitive grain girding lanes, lined in arrays, lane to lane,

Y'all all loafin goin through the motion hit me on the rock don't drop no cocaine

Develop a itch, flicked switch and eat shit.

New rolls royce, royce, yeah i'm all that

Okay, i’m back off into this bitch

U used to win but now we're gonna switch

I had you motherfuckers eating salad like a fat bitch

Electrical impulses bright in plain start to force the switch

Cause when i walk around, i pave my own lanes/

Roll you up and let it run through my veins

And my thun thun is blueand if i pop that bitch

Funny how some money make a bitch switch

You'll be missing work, and switching lanes, and hitting cars,

Forearm with my gang name, that's an old carve