This is a song about "King og haze"

Lately my life's been a haze

Slow and steady wins this race

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

On the top, was my pops, my momma screamin stop

While i got my hand on the tec, wave

So i take a walk to go and pick up some haze,

Countin money all day and we smoke dat bomb haze,

So, why don't you fucking wipe that stupid look on your face

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

Your enemies was the prey and now you pray to god

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

That flies me to places, with spaceships, that don't need money

The marathon of this game always changes in pace

Wale, real nigga, where the totem, blowin' bomb haze

Fire starter put me anywhere i just blaze

Countin money all day and we smoke dat bomb haze,