This is a song about "Lo fi style"

No disrespecting baby, just tryna make you smile

Become complicated never be wit rythm bringin' style

Probably won't last long, you know it's been a while

The mastermind, with appetite, a man of style/

That it's been awhile

They just hated my style,

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

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

Miami nights, it was all a dream

You an ugly nigga, cee lo green

For living my life style

Through the barbed wire

You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir

Style getting anarchistic, shudda ate supper