This is a song about "Cali money women og rappers"

King of the club, i bet you can’t top

Need some northern lights or that purple og?

Now you know that im the og

Believe me i'mma be your god

What up girl, tell me how you been

And they only talk about women

There must be a god

These bars but there all og

Faith, all you need is the size of a mustard seed

All these rappers talk about is sex money and weed

Earl boykins i 'm hearing voices i try and listen

These other rappers are never sastified with women

This dark content for those of dark complexion

Strictly cali bud that's no confession

I think it's fucked up how, us rappers and athletes can make more money than a soldier at war

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for