This is a song about "Hong knong og"

Like a fiend off the best rock

You can beat me cuz' i'm the og

Many kush flavors, og kush and sour diesel,

But don't expect a ring if you committed to the hustle

Throw her slightly to the right, so dyke i'm kinda wrong

My eyes were barely opened it looked like i was from hong kong

Cause i'm thinking me and you could get along

Master at beer pong coming from hong kong

Is it the money or my marriage or media peace

Told him don't touch my og kush it's better than your keef

Og like the prince of bel air,

Turn around and then you flip your hair

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Bitch, you're 12, acting og like a fresh mc, don't ya agree?