This is a song about "Fuck buddy on the low"

I caught a felony loving the way the guns blow

Stay on the low bro while i hit it with a flow

And put your ankles in some boards and pissy water for fun

She's a freak on the low but keeps it lady like don't swallow semen.

Reserve on the low low, haters disappeared and i ask where they go though.

But even when you leave, somehow it still try to follow

In your ears as i kiss ya, on every curveslow down baby don't rush, i like it slow

Your generativity is on the low, your creativity would never show

Laying low and your losing what the fuck do you think

That burden's on my soul as long i exist

That kevin love flow

They setting the bar low,

I'm not your nigga i'm not your buddy i'm not your homie, i just get on rap pad

I love it when it's girl upon girl with one manay, put your butt on my mustache, fuck that