This is a song about "Let loos"

My god come before this bread

Yeah that's right, c'mon you gotta let

Let it rain let it thunder put a slob 6 feet under

‘cause i’m addicted and you the drug, cold turkey? no sir

Let em marinate, you forever late

I get my paper, y'all just hate

If you know like i know, you should lie low

Do i let it go, damn shoulda let it go,

Just a place that they can come

I wouldn't let it happen

Seen, but damn girl you smoking

Now let the angels sing

Don't let the verbal tommy spray,

Hit you from a block away