This is a song about "Og mud bone"

The workers slingin' mud bricks, rhymes are sweeter,

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

Bleeding but still breathing when you kicked me into the mud,

I'm gettin money til my pockets need a tummy tuck

While i fill you up with semen from the wolf gang team and

Colossal as fuck/ you're just a fossil that grovels in mud

To highjack you from the hearse and throw you in the mud

Auction coke to the coppers, glocks in the locker and

These bars but there all og

Tick tock, darling, tick tock

Now you know that im the og

O. trice always rep his block

Chicken bone, not a phone, chicken bone, not a phone

For the dough you'll be like doe, stuck at home

Bone her, cause she said i could bone it as a bonus,

But i need your faith in me, i'm a sucka for love