This is a song about "Hash tag"

They have no problem playin tag wit us

Yeah, maybach poetic genius

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

That i'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shit

Goddamn your ex-man is a dumb ass

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

Tag the empty concrete, make your voice heard

My shirt, purple label my shirt

I will fucking beat your ass, box logos through the glass

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

Hash tag paints villain's verse should be trending on twitter

I never use a fork i always spoon her