This is a song about "Lays"

He lays the bodies down on flat, as he hacks a limb and ate,

When i saw that 28 to put me in and out of state

Where my idol lays resting in peace

You pussies ain't shit but venereal disease

A couple milli in the bag and my face good

How about this fucker lays low like his mother did,

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

This my album, and when your parents try to come around

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

First one to spot you and i ain't telling nobody

Do you think i'm out of my mind with this tape

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

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

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

It sucks that i didn't get the chance to say hello

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