This is a song about "Your lane"

Life on a fast lane infinity laps

Hammer-hat flyer than a bag of bats

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

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

Im my own person in my own lane,

I wanted the money and never the fame

Don’t want nothing from a nigga; he all kinds of lame

Ironically, they tell me to stay in my own lane

We livin life in the fast lane

Searching for fortune and fame

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

Notice everything it wasn't. realizing why it shouldn't ever be again

The game changed me into +a different world+ like dwayne wayne

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

I say i’m wrong, you say come again

Tryina live life in the slow lane