This is a song about "Lo"

Instead they talking bout some thunderstorm, cyclones

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

I think that i finally reached the pinnacle

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

Lo and behold this finely back-rolled thick beauty,

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

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

Never bad-handing nothing, therefore i grind

Mira qué bonito lo,

In the club like fuck it, though