This is a song about "Lay of kfc"

What you calla lifetime, i just call a long day

Capricorn & copernicus coping the night to lay/

Regardless of where he lay his hand. i always plotted my next stand.

Slowly my ritalin is kickin' in and jesus left hand

Same bitches used to play me though

They lay log i lay low

Got one, got two, three, four girls

Lay there with busted shoulders,

Presidential suite and bitch, i never use my right to vote

While i lay back and take a toke of your personal oz of smoke

I’m kickin’, pimpin’, like liu kang, my coupe smokin’ like friday

Capricorn & copernicus coping the night to lay/

When i step off the curb, then, they on they way

Where the influences lay at bay,

I thought i was out atlanta, but god damn i'm outta space

So i lay alone while you lay with #him, pills leading me to my grave...