This is a song about "Getting laid"

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

If it wasn't bad enough your labels are hoeing you

And now i don't even try to get laid

If i should die before i wake

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

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

Eat a strip of your organs laid in the sink

This audemar on my wrist, got it harder than missed

I swear these off rhyme bums are full of hate

But they're still just dumb fucks tryna get laid

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

As they pass through the glass of my neighbors five deep

America’s growth requires a new flow to be laid

Drink a fifth of hennessy and then take another fade

The lyrical liaison that youve never laid eyes on

Whatever your religion, kiss the ring on the don