This is a song about "I was og back in day"

The-na-ture-of-the-world-to-day, the nature of the world today

And when i think back, i dread that moment and i hate the day

I'm hoping i confess

I smoke og kuch fuck stress

Shout out my nigga miles

One day i was flippin channels/

I didn't know what i was up against, they put the gun in my hand and the next day i was up the fence

Worried and scared, knowing i'm going to see the cemeterymust be prepared in this cold world, no one cares

They forgot about the fourth coast

Like back in the day when dinosaurs roamed

And certain death for us ghetto bastardswhat can we do when we're arrested, but open fire

Started way back when i was a child /spit a cypher while takin a shit in my diaper

Youngin but i know an og from a copy.

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free