This is a song about "Thug og"

Where you welcome to problems

But with the thug life comes

I don't fear death

I smoke og kuch fuck stress

I coulda swore i was driving pretty peaceful

Many kush flavors, og kush and sour diesel,

Of the baby not bein' digested by a fuckin' hungry punk

I said my lesson was learned but i continue to thug

Seduced by vision of thug livin'

Stand up misses i love your ambition

I got class and can't take this bitch to math, what

Forget it i'm done with being a so called "thug",

That shit was wack as fuck

Like im some sorta thug

You wanna be an og,

Uhh! yeah smokin yeah i should stop