This is a song about "Low lives"

I'm feel like i'm,i'm so low,

Who real bitches check me out though

You know i........ keep wondering why our lives

Ya weed quiet, you broke, y’all eaten lean pockets

I don't like these low lives that kill vibes for their benefit

Watch me blow like i exhale i excel in this rap shit

You can keep it on the down low

Down just so we can grow

You ain't gon find that

Living lives i wish i had

Tomorrow never cried, the days of our lives

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

I'm throwing them rocks back, with the fury of bullets

For putting hands on my mother and destroying our lives,

Ain't no gimmick with the flow

I say three words ''drop it low"