This is a song about "Laying down"

An eighth of grape ape hella joints to the head got my eyes all varsity red

I'm bringing you flowers in the evening because you're laying there dead.

Laying live souls on your damn death bed,

I don't want you to have my permit yet

It's no drought were i be, bitch no police, here's fire wings

Laying down a blueprint to lend two sense to you nuisance

Just playing around, laying some ground for what comes next

Ready to watch? i'm a slip it in the tape deck

Your friends say, why we not together yet

Laying there, not knowing that i was near dead.

Alot of episodesand as the glock loads

We still staying laying lines with sore throats

And it's 2 clips, i get out to play for

Cause i'm laying a rap from fire