This is a song about "Top lane"

We livin life in the fast lane

Then lost her faith again

I'm making my own lane cause most of y'all already blows

You got your mean little walk with the model pose

Time after time, again and again

Marijuana blazer, that mary lane,

Past all these glass jaws and assholes that claim

Look at you... going down helm street lane,

I hate rap like kramer hate blacks

Life on a fast lane infinity laps

Change factors race the lane backwards take chance

87, brick fare, yeah, i’m talking thirty racks

On the right lane, where the curb lay

Then some lady named billie holiday

And i move across your membrane, you loose against my insane

From these monsters in my brain i be swerving in my lane