This is a song about "Lays"

So you don't drown, when you decide to follow

As he lays dead, his memory gives him a slide show

Got fixation for that home simpson phrase

Rips rivals with rhyme he busts or lays

Not by choice, the voice in his head enjoys tormenting him whilst he lays in bed,

I bet this brother be a better oneif i upset you don't stress never forget

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

I wish i could kill every fucker that lays eyes on me

C-doggy dogg pulls out the strap and lays them bustas down

If it ain’t nothin', a break – uh break- breakdown

And gave you a bag of lays i hope they taste great

Where every recipient, property of the state

To look at you is painful, cuz i ain’t seen you naked

How about this fucker lays low like his mother did,

Where my idol lays resting in peace

I'm everything that they call nice