This is a song about "Lo"

And life's a bitch, don't hit women so i bit her

B lo stand up keep my niggas on the corner

Lo and behold this finely back-rolled thick beauty,

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

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

Please take care of all my seeds, to my unborn child

Never break, took a break though

Mira qué bonito lo,

That they probably be in the closet of old folks

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