This is a song about "Lo"

That they probably be in the closet of old folks

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

Lo and behold this finely back-rolled thick beauty,

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

Mira qué bonito lo,

Addicted to stardom, a wish to blow

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

Let's keep it g, nobody see you when you being humble

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

Never bad-handing nothing, therefore i grind

B lo stand up keep my niggas on the corner

Flowin' like the creampie inside of your daughter