This is a song about "Laid"

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

Bring ya soulto tha true, let em know we come through

On the top, was my pops, my momma screamin stop

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

Why'd you slang crack? cause i had toa nigga gotta pay the fuckin rent

Emcees love to fuckin' judge me until they're laid to rest,

Everyday im in a good mood cuss everyday im getting laid

Drink a fifth of hennessy and then take another fade

Then i'll get laid and it feels fuckin great

And i was getting whipped at home in sixth grade

But make sure if they do see

Laid-flat like a tapestry,

Past the end zone to your casket laid "oh happy day"

Me and my homies, kick it like everyday

We gettin’ chicken but these skinny models wan’ eat

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