This is a song about "Fake og s"

My g"s have been handcuffed,

And bijies like im out and

But now i got a problem with that little white rock

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

I'm dreaming to be great

You can think i'm a fake,

You know i am not gon stop

Now you know that im the og

The beggars can't borrow, the record sales drop

And you don't know how it feels to be a og

You can beat me cuz' i'm the og

O. trice always rep his block

She's a white vegetarian, i'll get this blonde cock

Need some northern lights or that purple og?

‘cause i’m addicted and you the drug, cold turkey? no sir

Put those fake nigger s to do my labor