This is a song about "Low income"

Niggas talkin' greasy, i'm the one that gave them they chance

We're filled with low-income toothless moms, nascar dads,

Black 3 cement, sag jean knees low

Ugh, and that's gross but she love it though

Thinkin back to it i feel so low.

Let me say this shit in slow-mo, homo

I'm low-income right now, i'm moving to a shotgun,

Until the buzz go away lets have a little fun

Impolite n rash with low swings

But i don’t mean top 40 hits

In the club like fuck it, though

She say how low how low can you go?

I'll teach you how to take it slow

I say three words ''drop it low"