This is a song about "Lo"

But don't expect a ring if you committed to the hustle

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

Wouldn't it be nice if the banks didn't fuck up the loans

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

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see

Lo and behold this finely back-rolled thick beauty,

50 dollars on some shoes you ain't ever seen

You an ugly nigga, cee lo green

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

I got a line downstairs ma, i'm in the grind