This is a song about "Young og s"

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

They giving me pounds and thats of course getting money

And you don't know how it feels to be a og

She's a white vegetarian, i'll get this blonde cock

It´s the battle of life

Take her back to where i live

Like a fiend off the best rock

Will who are you? an o.g?...

We popping bottles, it don't stop

Now you know that im the og

You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,

The best is that which i accept and nothing less

Youngin but i know an og from a copy.

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

Like i went to sierra leone in a homecoming dress

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,