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

My nigga co-bizzy virginia is back

Took in the info like my new track

Ever since then i had no job

Yes sir on the track i float

I'm tired of them talking smack on my track.

To getting rich off a dream, i throw it the bag

That's why they can't mess up my flow

Then i lay down on my nice pillow

No days off and that's even on a snow day

On the beach of saint-tropez, but your man don’t lay

She was a les 'til i went ahead and screwed her straight

So dont bite my style and lay on the madness of hate

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

And i'mma hold you down forever and appreciate the effort

Tackling! right there on your instruments playing! right there on the track

I left the city for a minute but it's still on my back