This is a song about "Hash brownies"

Fist fights, slinging crack, sniffed the crisp pack, stashed hash,

It's "cop fast and move that quickly" or cops crash

So get rid of the drugs and get low and hash

My bitches is perfect, i tell 'em boxing for your ass

You after me, huh? i'm after cash

Blow some fucking hash and laugh

They would act like they packed macs and smoked hash when,

And i'm man-genie, flyer than the rest of them

Pounds of hash pass past but taken with wrath

And work hard then i pass like steve nash

Yo i could set back, sell out, get rich, and light the hash,

I could spend my whole life tryna get cash

Hash tag it, get mentions for it

You feeling when you be drillin' that shit

Cause life's a tasktrying to earn some cash without that burning mass and still i ask

To keep or not to repeat with this stashed bag of hash, do i move past or try an outlast