This is a song about "Oj"

Bitch i'll oj simpson you like i just did to this verse

Yeah, uh, where's the love for the sixteen writers

Sipping on that quarter oj, ice and water

There she go, just what the doc's been lookin for

Ima surprise you like when oj got acquitted,

Ask too many questions about the stars and earth shit

You no good like a stripper with a "a" cup

Codeine in my oj, call that liquid luck,

10 deep hoodie, extra cushion in my sneakers

Kush and oj blaring through the speakers

He flopped,no way,everybody knows i did it like oj

Bad bitch and she gon fuck me every way, never stay

Parts unknown my from, steps more silent than oj gloves

Hasheem thabeet and various other peoples

Where maino at? in my new whip with the same old strap

If oj can do it, why can't you? you got this in the bag/