This is a song about "Top lane"

See i'm not superman, i'll probably never find my lois lane,

All this icin i'm ashamed, look like lightnin' in the chain

On the right lane, where the curb lay

Whoa, umm, it seems you had a lot to say

Engraved a new route so you piercing punks can stay in your lane,

Flyest nigga in this bitch, and i don't even own no chain

I'll never call you bitch again

Roots and black thought brought us to a new lane,

Fast lane on that last gear,

In the same year

We was lookin for change 'til barack came

So i live life in the fast lane

From trying ride life in the fast lane

Searching for fortune and fame

Thoughts, cause you're an outsider tryna get in brain

Rev my engine up yeezy passed you in your own lane