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

Rollin’ and chokin’ and movin’ slow motion, i’m floatin' on good

I don't like these low lives that kill vibes for their benefit

Searching for direction in a place that has you headed low

I got some woods in yellow, to the burbs im ghetto

Uhh! yeah smokin yeah i should stop

At the top/. make it drop,/

Look, i know you not gay or nothing

Drop it on the floor, she's coming

Thinkin back to it i feel so low.

And all this snow, i call it infant sorrow

Drop you and posse, just for a hobby

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

Hold the mike i gotta rip it while it's hot, skeet drop

Nessy loch monster stop will he though? probably not

I say three words ''drop it low"

Your last man was semi pro