This is a song about "Lo"

Stir up all these feelings inside of her

B lo stand up keep my niggas on the corner

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

The revolution has arrived

Lo and behold this finely back-rolled thick beauty,

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

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

Now son is the only onegrows up in adoption homes

Just intentions to impress you, if capable

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