This is a song about "Lazy crazy love"

That being this lazy in love is most certainly a crime

Swear to god man it ain’t a rhyme, i grind for a piece of mine

It's shady, lazy, tell me baby

Please boo what's your size crazy

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

Plus he’s crazy, lazy like a baby

And the ladies, they lay me, they crazy

Said i'd never get up, i was so lazy,

Lazy fat fuckers on the pensions,

Pocket with a cash full of bashful weapons

Marbles long lost now i'm gettin lazy

We got money to go get baby

And that trash was crazy cause we were all lazy as fuck

Thick legs, big ole jugs legs stick like rims on the truck

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Bitches talk, bitches hate,all that shit dont phase me, truth be told im to fucing lazy