This is a song about "Lay my heart on the track"

Thinking they murder the beat on a violent track,

For everything i lost tell em i want it all back

Hand on my heart for my actual anthem.

Fuck, condom pocket, luckily, i brought one

Reaching the top i lay my hand on the gate.

Uh riding 'round, i got some towson bait

Double m g forever though

Then i lay down on my nice pillow

Got that nina on my side, i'll lay you out inna dirt

Don't try to compare this to anything you ever heard

845 brick squad on the track/

Bring that shit the fuck back

So listen to the words that i preach on this track

Greed written on her face when i bought her first bag

Yeah, that ain't you love, you can't fool love

So she lay me down on the mattress