This is a song about "Lo"

I get paper like i a mail box, seen

You an ugly nigga, cee lo green

Ahahah that use to be my favorite movie

Lo and behold this finely back-rolled thick beauty,

Into the hills of goldand peace to this young warrior

B lo stand up keep my niggas on the corner

Mira qué bonito lo,

Yeah, work, fuck you niggas, pay me though

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

Doggy, i'm from the land of grind

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

Just intentions to impress you, if capable