This is a song about "Laying low"

Laying low and your losing what the fuck do you think

Yo, i'm fucking goldilocks up in the forest

Leaving you laying there like your gazin at the moon

Yeah, them niggas spittin' while i'm dishing out a typhoon

They setting the bar low,

Ran outside to see the big show

Cause the head of the game no cheat codes

We still staying laying lines with sore throats

Still laying in my bed

She don’t give her nigga head

Just thanking the holy fatherhe made a star and shita youngin still ain't die

Maybe so, there is no laying low, we all part of the show, are y'all catching my

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

Laying in a valient pasture