This is a song about "Laid back"

You need a team, a team of psychiatrists working around the clock

I don't even know how much i had been laid, i forgot.

But i respect everyone who laid bricks down

Pants get stone, we call it the breakdown

Faith, all you need is the size of a mustard seed

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

I thought i was laid back, gues it's an untrue fact

Stuck in my high, afraid of heights, i'm trapped

They say he the key to my blessings

I've laid dormant for years

What them tippers don't see

Laid-flat like a tapestry,

White girl, you can ask her what the dick be like

My plans laid just right, fishing in the moonlight

That's why this my mission statement, bitch get it straight

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