This is a song about "Lo"

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

Don't fuck around and make it truemy adversaries crumble

B lo stand up keep my niggas on the corner

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

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

I take tokes while you little niggas take notes

We magnetizing the ghetto

Mira qué bonito lo,

Lo and behold this finely back-rolled thick beauty,

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Exclusives, y'all never seen

You an ugly nigga, cee lo green

I got a line downstairs ma, i'm in the grind

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