This is a song about "Lo"

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

Lo and behold this finely back-rolled thick beauty,

You an ugly nigga, cee lo green

But i wear mine on my head, supreme

I take tokes while you little niggas take notes

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

B lo stand up keep my niggas on the corner

So i told her i got something you've been waiting for

And all this snow, i call it infant sorrow

Just like patty kane, i represent b lo

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

Cause see way back, i thought to fuck with you was impossible

Mira qué bonito lo,

Although thought that we would grow