This is a song about "Yo"

If you know like i know, you should lie low

He put to sleep like a yo-yo

Yo yo, hop into my mercedes

My bitches brighter always saying lights please

Check the fucking facts yo

Get you high, keep it on the low

My fist cracked on impact yo,

That remix flow, mocco bread, pg though

An understatement said that k. lamar was under pressure

But yo shit poo and yo breathe smell like hamburger helper

I know are my foes, yo

Never break, took a break though

Yo, i'm seventeen, already sniffing blow

Snake: submit your mother fucking verse yo

With the mic he let 'em know, yo

And you cute, shorty; let's get low