This is a song about "Laying dead"

Only thing omitted is a baby or a wedding ring

Hair saturating, decaying. stake making, baby laying,

Walk on with your scars, don't turn around

I'm over thing laying on the ground

Ion trust him cause he always laying chicks

Good rhythm, bad women and better lyrics

Cause i'm laying a rap from fire

And then along came the wrong man for her

Ay yo you wonder who i are

And i'm laying bricks like a trap star,

And niggas flashing crazy

Its laying on me and killing me

We still staying laying lines with sore throats

This is oh so much like getting votes