This is a song about "Yo lo"

Ur now grind like lo-gic in a sick mind,

Hoes gossip while the real niggas on the grind

It feels good putting money in your mailboxi love paying rent when the rent's due

Yo yo yo yo once again rapmonster i'm in my cave come in and i'll put you

Frequently hated, either that or misunderstood

I came ova yo house, yo momma got racks what's good?

Lo and behold this finely back-rolled thick beauty,

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

Five shots she ready to leave

Yo yo, hop into my mercedes

Oh boy lo soy, i wanna i wanna stretch the bubble

Cause see way back, i thought to fuck with you was impossible