This is a song about "Hong knong og"

I smoke sweets in the suite, like shit is legal

Many kush flavors, og kush and sour diesel,

Last time i check, that was the biggest racist party

Youngin but i know an og from a copy.

I get my cake; i love hip hop

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

I’m the king of rock

These bars but there all og

Og like the prince of bel air,

Don't you leave a seed in there

Now you know that im the og

The pain don't stop, but my reign don't stop

I'mma still be me be the same og who puts it down for the hood (you better believe it)

Nigga fuck that gin & juice, i'm fuckin with hennessyjust pour me a glass of that dark shit