This is a song about "Low"

I’m a hustla, baby

I’m tryna be low key

Flow creative genius, low creative negligence

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

My dick hates sweaters so she jack it slow

I be, creeping lower than low

Silly bitches gon' follow

Black 3 cement, sag jean knees low

Addicted to stardom, a wish to blow

She say how low how low can you go?

A three minded genius who's never low

See, it's something about commitment though

Ridin’ round, and this bitch dirty

I’m tryna be low key

Impolite n rash with low swings

Silicone bitches got the confidence