This is a song about "Keep it on the low love hoes boys black guys money weed"

But workin for the love keep it understood.

And that’s a scary thing, i try to duck em good

But they just ran away,when they heard siren noise

The dirty south boys,i just thank god i made it out boys,

All i know is bad bitches, i got finally famous with me though

I aint gonna tell anyone, ima keep that on the low

Temperatures risesniggas blinded by my lyrical disguise

And it makes you feel insecure, there's no love from the guys,

Red on the black, white clean like it was passover

All drinks on me like a fuckin' coaster