This is a song about "Lo"

Playin' cee-lo, rolling dice, and talkin' on their mobile phones,

That they probably be in the closet of old folks

Oh boy lo soy, i wanna i wanna stretch the bubble

Just intentions to impress you, if capable

Lo and behold this finely back-rolled thick beauty,

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

I was alerting her just to reinsert in her

B lo stand up keep my niggas on the corner

Please take care of all my seeds, to my unborn child

Ur now grind like lo-gic in a sick mind,

You an ugly nigga, cee lo green

Miami nights, it was all a dream