This is a song about "Angus"

I'mma keep it real kid i’m just hatinain’t a opportunity i ain’t take close chase

Im like whats up, he says your too much of a og for this place, now leave before i smack your face,

Dick bigger than the black-guys

I'm the author for gangsters, tough guys

The bummer is the fact that i'm black

I don't know why i'm even on this track

We don't believe you, you need more people

Many kush flavors, og kush and sour diesel,

You can beat me cuz' i'm the og

Like a fiend off the best rock

Two white cups and i got that drank

Who happens to be black

Whole lot of cobras with dope like soap bars

We're the tip-top of hip-hop, breed rhyme stars,

I had on a black tee,

But make sure if they do see