So we're about half way through the show
So I think it's time to talk about how deep I am
And I'm pretty fucking deep, guys

So deep
That I named this song
"Hashtag Deep"

Have you ever stopped to watch a bluebird drop from a tree
And take to the air?
Me neither
Have you ever took time out to finish a rhyme
But the right words just weren't there?
Meat cleaver

The people in my life are like
Grains of sand
'Cause they stick together, yeah
Often near my butt hole

If life is an ocean, I am a deep and handsome fish
A fish that's drowning
If the artistic process is a birth canal
Then I am a freshly jellied kid
Come witness my crowning
These thoughts of mine
Must be a sign that I'm
"Hashtag Deep"

If Jesus can walk on water, can he swim on land?
Probably not
Have you ever accidentally peed on the toilet seat
Instead of on your girlfriend's face?
Me neither
Me neither!
Have you ever wrote a song note for note
And not a single note was out of place?
Duh! (Hold on)

The people in my life are like blades of grass
How? 'Cause they are all so grounded
But at least grass stays away from my butthole!

Art is a harlot
And I am her sassy urban friend
Mmm, bitch why you being so selfish?
If momma is right and the world is my oyster
Then I must have an allergy to shell
You don't know
How could you know?

If life makes you wish you were dead
Just put on a good movie, then promptly put a bullet in your head
Spend forever asleep
'Cause life pales in comparison to living the dream
Hashtag

"Thank you."