This is a song about "Komposition og bevgelse"

Like a fiend off the best rock

These bars but there all og

I smoke og kuch fuck stress

Dc has never seen such progress

Now you know that im the og

There must be a god

And my hadukid is watch how i do them, see

Youngin but i know an og from a copy.

Y'all be the next in the long line of war stories

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

When i die tell them to turn my coffin to stretch benz

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

Og like the prince of bel air,

You appear as if you care

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

I think you need the streets to succeed the industry