This is a song about "15 but known as a og"

I used to be a loner, known for not talkin and shyness

In the clouds looking down, i ain't even in a rush

You just don't like what i'm doing, the lyrics twitter my image

Amazing with my style while you're known to be a lame bitch

Step out on the block all the bitches they still in shock

Just cuz u smoke nigga, doesn't mean you a freaking og.

A real live tale about a snitch named haitian jack

But not nearly quite as boiling a bunny, ill take it back

The pope inside nine capsules, fuck it let's split a roll

But fuck these myths, because the illuminati as a whole,

But oh i can’t stay away, not never, your my home, home, home

Ghettos and kids that roam the globe, patrol like a soldier known,