This is a song about "Lo"

Toffee, pecan, licorice, boy you're so beautiful

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

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

Dope money still a object, it’s the same damn grind

B lo stand up keep my niggas on the corner

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

Lo and behold this finely back-rolled thick beauty,

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see