This is a song about "How low"

I be, creeping lower than low

My dick hates sweaters so she jack it slow

I'm the wonder woman, let me go get my rope

Show em how low can you go, till overdosed on your coke

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

Flow creative genius, low creative negligence

Still lay low between the treble and the bass though

I hit em up everywhere, especially down low/

Think i'm throwing low blows yo how bout i throw you a left hook catch you like a fish bitch,

Well give me grab iti was born inside a love zonewith a glock-nine young marriage

With very low attentiveness

Press, they look at me like i'm a menace

A three minded genius who's never low

I just call it …remember all the dough