This is a song about "Hash wax"

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

And independent financially, how stands with me in smashin' hash,

Pounds of hash pass past but taken with wrath

While i'm rubbing on that ass

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

Coconuts ciroc where puff at, never fall in love, don't cuff that

And if you not convinced keep on promotin' them

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

No car key and i mean that

Smoking hash thats where the stacks at

Load the glocks they stuntin', we control the block

Yo ya boy spent his cash on hash and hip hop

Watch me blow like i exhale i excel in this rap shit

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