This is a song about "Tory lanes"

But whenever there's pain, that feeling forever remains

The tragic which nas topped// read my fucking blue print// hova changed up lanes

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

I ain't fucking with kfc but i may eat up the box

Bitch in chains us switching lanes and terrains had the chains at the trains

Bitch, i ball, ho, you lame, look at my laneys, switchin’ lanes

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

And showing you and yours that breaking rules is fucking cool again

Why you keep switchin' lanes?

It’s something that’s in your veins

Open up the lanes cus i'm just tryna get through

To the hood: y'all don't need me, i need you

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

So i'mma push it to the end and take quarters on shots