This is a song about "High grade hash"

Hash tag it, get mentions for it

Fuck it turn my mic up a lil bit

I hate rap like kramer hate blacks

Blow some fucking hash and laugh

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

I could spend my whole life tryna get cash

But i wear mine on my head, supreme

Your career hash tag, a teen magazine

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

My parents went away on a week's vacation and

Baby mothers quittin school, nigga now it's up to her

Arms seller of high grade like a piff dispenser

Strike your ass with liquid nitro gas, light the hash,

When you let that nigga grab your naked ass