This is a song about "Hash wax"

I don't respect no brain unless we talkin' that saliva spit

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

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

And there's wet pussy on my face shake that ass

Why a black nigga take ass over class

So get rid of the drugs and get low and hash

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

'09 gold diggers, walkin with a different path

Yo ya boy spent his cash on hash and hip hop

We charging you niggas up you like it or not

Smoking hash thats where the stacks at

She michael jackson bad

Scholars and scientists now conceive that africa is the first place of mankind

I get gritty on wax like record players- i'm the slayer of that kind

On the phone. 10 years he got, chasin' that cash

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