This is a song about "Low income"

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

I just bask in the moment, give my passion to no one

Ironic this verse was conceived while drivin’ a lex

When most whites are low-income, and they're seen as rednecks,

They lay log i lay low

We magnetizing the ghetto

She say how low how low can you go?

Y'all niggas come last, i'm first though

Thinkin back to it i feel so low.

I'll teach you how to take it slow

Hit the club she drop it low

Maybe we just need to slow

My low low is so digital that it creates an expandable

Don't fuck around and make it truemy adversaries crumble