This is a song about "Lo wesley"

The only thing i did wrong was make it possible

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

That they probably be in the closet of old folks

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

People don't condone what they've never seen

You an ugly nigga, cee lo green

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

B lo stand up keep my niggas on the corner

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

Lo and behold this finely back-rolled thick beauty,