This is a song about "Lo"

Lo and behold this finely back-rolled thick beauty,

What the fuck, who the fuck's this gay nigga in fake gucci

Instead they talking bout some thunderstorm, cyclones

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

I ain't tryna brag though

Mira qué bonito lo,

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

You're my river runnin' high, run deep, run wild