OD FREESTYLE

Yo these trichomes blow fast, whip so foggy, bro don't crash

Little too groggy, I don't know nothing, no ID, and aint no badge

My iPhone notepad keeps OD-ing off of dope bags

So it might freeze up when I spazz, used to start fires sitting in class

Used to draw weed leafs on my desk, they were playin Chief Keef or OF

Had a odd future, wasnt so blessed, money got ugly, shit was grotesque

Family got older, some had got sober, some of them overdosed and no less

Summer I comatose with no breathe, smoking on death and hope it comes next

Mother I had trouble stayin focused but now I got time to answer yo text

Now I gotta rhyme to keep you in flesh, now I gotta fly my way up out the nest

I got a lil pride stuck up in my chest, I apologize for any disrespect