This is a song about "Thug og"

I don't fear death

I smoke og kuch fuck stress

Fuck that job been around that block

You can beat me cuz' i'm the og

Always stay straped is what my og told me

Nigga, rap, you fuckin' suck probably

Lately been writing poems

But with the thug life comes

Your like young thug you a lonely stoner/

I'll touch slap her, dap her, plus clap her

Because i see right through your disguise

We all just victims of that thug life

Need some northern lights or that purple og?

I'd rather not live like there isn't a god

Now you know that im the og

Curl up like big worm when i drop