This is a song about "High grade hash"

That's why this my mission statement, bitch get it straight

And a fist full of money give it to a fifth grade

High as fuck high as ducks lit the hash and passed a blunt

You wasn't fin' to dress all crazy no more and

I'm a grade a o g

I swear they think i'm crazy

Your career hash tag, a teen magazine

Bars crazy of course i'm living the dream

I got weed, hash; when i breeze past, breathe fast

Racks on racks, i don’t know how to act

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

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