This is a song about "But hash"

Yo ya boy spent his cash on hash and hip hop

I got lights on my wrist that’ll flash like cop

There's bitter masses established while you just twitter and hash it

Ironic since my drive increased, my driver see the profit

To win today would just seem like a lavish dream

Your career hash tag, a teen magazine

She gon' shake that little ass while they rain with that cash

Smell the fumes from the rasta's in a room full of hash

Blow some fucking hash and laugh

And when it come to the cash

Parallel on the other side

But i cant help but like...

I'm back on my sixty six six shit

Hash tag it, get mentions for it