This is a song about "Og ms"

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

Out there on my bumper like a city cop

Let me see you walk

Will who are you? an o.g?...

She's known as ms. understood, but she stood

This information is vital, look

The white boy sees this as a clearance, now its

Ms. funs-a-lot with a smile for the critics

Tryin' to be strong and in the process, keep you goini'm bout to lose my composure, i'm gettin' close

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

Always stay straped is what my og told me

Call me lazy, i ain't your baby

Spending her time with him i guess

I smoke og kuch fuck stress