This is a song about "Laying down"

Corduroys, cam will shine

Your laying lives out on the line.

Laying low and your losing what the fuck do you think

They get one season poppin', at least he's being honest

See, i like the person that you are

And i'm laying bricks like a trap star,

I cut my wrist and play piano cause i'm so depressed

Just playing around, laying some ground for what comes next

Found him laying pale and still on the bathroom floor

If we gonna last more, i gotta ask for more

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

My laptop just laying on my desk, wondering what's gonna' happen next

When you next to medo you wanna test me ?put your tired head on my chest

It's laying on a blueprint, a plan

Mr. automatic bang, bang, bang