This is a song about "Your lane"

Man in the mirror, i can’t get my shot again

Roots and black thought brought us to a new lane,

But i'mma build it ground up, let's again

Marijuana blazer, that mary lane,

She was ridin shotty and i was in the back lane

Got the fridgedest temperature on my wrist again

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

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

I’ve seen this young’un on the train, i had to pick his brain

Ironically, they tell me to stay in my own lane

Yellow diamonds in my ear

Fast lane on that last gear,

We livin life in the fast lane

We was lookin for change 'til barack came

Im my own person in my own lane,

Past all these glass jaws and assholes that claim