This is a song about "Lo"

Mira qué bonito lo,

I hit the studio

Instead they talking bout some thunderstorm, cyclones

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

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

A place to spend my quiet nights, time to unwind

Don't fuck around and make it truemy adversaries crumble

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

You an ugly nigga, cee lo green

It's roc nation, this my team