This is a song about "Low skill"

They lay log i lay low

Ok you think a nigga shallow

I'm low-key but my skill is still seen like a memory

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

Skill to skill, i kill to kill

For real, a nigga ill

Don't fuck around and make it truemy adversaries crumble

My low low is so digital that it creates an expandable

You see this ain't no a skill

Outkast landed, 3 thou was ill

See that's what we genius rappers call skill,

I'm gon remember her, but still

You cant keep up with this skill

Lady at the frank stand will

Your girlfriend want to follow

Hit the club she drop it low