This is a song about "Little salvadorian who likes dick and thinks he s an og"

Sitting on the couch, that was my uncle bobby

Youngin but i know an og from a copy.

With the the devil at my side and an angel on my dick

Nigga, this nigga's forehead is so fuckin' big

She thinks nothing of it, says "i'll stay for an hour"

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

Forever hop cause it don't stop... on my block

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

He likes this girl bridget, she never sees this guy's face,

The marathon of this game always changes in pace

Rozay told me break a leg no wonder why i care again

Any one who says he s wack i attack with these raps n

Who 's the say i won't rule one day and open the schools and say

And get the cake, then i'll tell them that's the winners pay

Who likes to battle rap and thinks i fuck with dairy

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see