This is a song about "Low"

If you ain't about money

I’m tryna be low key

I be, creeping lower than low

Word, absence will make the heart grow

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

Who real bitches check me out though

Creep with methrough that immortal flowthug passion got you tremblinglike death on the row

You other rappers just homos, i’ve been trying to live life on that low low

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

My low low is so digital that it creates an expandable

Now, nigga, it’s the prince

Impolite n rash with low swings

Black 3 cement, sag jean knees low

The sun gives light cause it is the window