This is a song about "Drop it low for daddy"

Go take the "p" out, put a "w", you'll see what i got

So they jock my tail spot, when it pours hail drop

But no one hears me, and for that reason i lie low/

Wale and k'naan, they don't know is there radio

Bought a brand new car for my after party

Drop you and posse, just for a hobby

You can keep it on the down low

I'm just saying, i ain't bitching though

At the top/. make it drop,/

Living if she is or not

Thinkin back to it i feel so low.

This shit ain't nothing new though

I go to war, old timbs, battered boots

Keep it cool and drop stool on fools

Hit the club she drop it low

Get rough with me, that night flow