This is a song about "Lo"

B lo stand up keep my niggas on the corner

Flow so sick thought he wrote the rap for him - no sir

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

I take tokes while you little niggas take notes

I'm ripping the shows, hitting the dough

Mira qué bonito lo,

You can search but you'll never find

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

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Lo and behold this finely back-rolled thick beauty,