This is a song about "I m a og"

See me as blasphemous for i don't need them

21 years of age, being strapped with a m-4

I'm not crazy i 'm doing gods deeds

Absurd g, chickens clucking for bird seeds

Youngin but i know an og from a copy.

Nigga, rap, you fuckin' suck probably

Everything at ease, you in double m g presence

M and z collapsed into a void stretchin infinite directions

I don't fuck with og kush so why don't you relax

But i don’t knock you i just blame it on your old head, rats

Im eating m&ms tonight cause i got a sweet tooth that bites

Black on black nikes that represent the lifeless lives

It's about niggas and bitches, power and money

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