This is a song about "Your lane"

Ironically, they tell me to stay in my own lane

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

And now these geechi mother f-ckers all know my name

To straighten his lane and finish the game,

I am marvin with mind, but i listen to wayne

She was ridin shotty and i was in the back lane

And stay in your lane, 'cuz i gon take over this game

How i'm brought up, then you probably feel the same

Surf the information highway in the leftmost lane

Here i go again, falling in love again

Hoping that hip-hop can surface and go-go again

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

On the right lane, where the curb lay

Yeah ain't that what the song say

Hundred thousand dollars and that’s on champagne

Marijuana blazer, that mary lane,