This is a song about "Lay up"

And that little nigga nigga, thinks its okay

Capricorn & copernicus coping the night to lay/

Keep losing my way

Put a eighth on lay away

No matter what how i lay,

All them niggas pitch verbs, so they say

Right where you stay

I suggest not to lay

And i promised myself i wouldn't tell you this shit today

Rest in peace, and watch over me at night as i lay

On the right lane, where the curb lay

Why i can't move away

Okay, fucking with me nigga no way

In the back trunk, half dead ya lay