This is a song about "Og x"

I'm done with y'all, i'll take this shit for powerless like malcolm x,

Ironic this verse was conceived while drivin’ a lex

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

Yeah ballgame, i swear the hoes wasn’t in my plans

Many kush flavors, og kush and sour diesel,

No one that's breathin' is seen as an equal

I slapped an x on your head

Im trying to see her in bed

I got lights on my wrist that’ll flash like cop

Need some northern lights or that purple og?

Tell em we'll never be but they settle for side bitches

I'll remix an em song and pop x like m and ms

She say that she celibate, i penetrate her mentally

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