This is a song about "Lo"

B lo stand up keep my niggas on the corner

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

Lo and behold this finely back-rolled thick beauty,

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

You an ugly nigga, cee lo green

I get paper like i a mail box, seen

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

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Just like patty kane, i represent b lo

Still lay low between the treble and the bass though

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

Now son is the only onegrows up in adoption homes

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

Now we was once two niggas of the same kind