This is a song about "Getting laid"

But i respect everyone who laid bricks down

Walk on with your scars, don't turn around

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

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

This song alone is getting more kids laid than bitches who get paid to fuck,

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

First of all your hated boss laid you off, paid you naught,

If you thought it, it better be what you want

But they're still just dumb fucks tryna get laid

And i could see you coming home after work late

Well, either that or have you laid out

In the back seat and it's getting quite loud

Whilst i'm sat here gettin paid, laid on the bed

For that living large, but mama i ain't done yet

My rap isn't fast but i have been the coldest

Eat a strip of your organs laid in the sink