This is a song about "Oh my gosh"

Oh girl you're my narcotic

Lord forbid, for the good kid

Look over your shoulder, i am a man now

And scream so loud, i'm alive on earth oh my god wow

Oh my apologies i was just speaking sarcastically

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

Oh my god - feels like i need a psychiatrist

If i ain't get em yet, believe their name is on the short list

Oh, my... what did i do right?

Must be a lady in tha light

Letter to the ghetto, hold your head high

Im fort knox fortified oh lord oh my

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

"oh shit, my lips frosted boy,

Fuck five oh die slow that's my perspective

Mama told me it'd be days like this