This is a song about "Gettin laid"

I can taste the salt from my tears

I've laid dormant for years

But i respect everyone who laid bricks down

Illest bitch alive, realest bitch around

Havent been laid in months

He dont want the diamonds

Must be part of some big plan to keep a brotha in tha state

Everyday im in a good mood cuss everyday im getting laid

Wasn’t bustin’ jimmy, i’d be busy gettin’ paid

And now i don't even try to get laid

Success is what i work for, and when them dudes hate

A baby's born, trumpet sounds, jesus in the manger laid,

And i laid some rhymes for you on this funky gangsta beat

She tell me i got that flame, your rhymes are so deep