This is a song about "You think low"

The wake up, dawg get ya face off the pillow

If you know like i know, you should lie low

I got the idea from a letter that the shit wrote

Show em how low can you go, till overdosed on your coke

A damn shame, the girl can hardly spell her namethat's not our problem, that's up to brenda's family

You must mean be crazy comin at me low mentality, no mental ability low capacity

But low and behold she finds you endearing,

‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing

Of every joke. you need to just let go or lie low.

Ain’t nobody here leading, it’s way too easy to follow

Of felons, killers and monsters, so revealing and honest

Laying low and your losing what the fuck do you think

She call me all the time, i ain't no regular joe

If you ain't with it then you better stay on the low

We got stripes in my city, ain't none of my niggas yankees though

You suck yo its true bro, i'll tell you one last time muthafucka lay low!