This is a song about "Gettin laid"

Then i'll get laid and it feels fuckin great

Uh riding 'round, i got some towson bait

Let's get off the phone and we can speak when i see you

Since i laid my eyes on you, i really knew/

He won't sit down, given the crown

Gave it all up, laid it all down

I'm the dream catcher but nothing but nightmares i caught, go to sleep

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

Laid-flat like a tapestry,

On they twitter writing novels, see

Don't murder me murder me, killa a nigga in his sleep

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

A laid back chiller, who only taught you how to pilfer

It's like we both forgot what we were fightin' for