This is a song about "Komposition og bevgelse"

If you don’t recognize, you gon’ see

Always stay straped is what my og told me

Turn around and then you flip your hair

Og like the prince of bel air,

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

Then she riding on the topshe about to make it pop

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

And danced around the house in all-over print panties

To y'all minds i'm like a uk clock

You can beat me cuz' i'm the og

Cause he tried to educate and liberate all blacks

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

King of the club, i bet you can’t top

Now you know that im the og

Old school , og , chicano sound/ / cruzin to the 602 , holdin it down bird city knows

I get more respect from the motherfuckin' dope manthe grammy's and american music shows