This is a song about "Cesar is caesar salad"

Shawty can i taste you

Your time is up, your time is due,

*is that what i think it is?*

Pocket racked up all big faces

My spit is deadly, this shit is lethal

Cause this album pack enough evil

And say toss some salad for your favorite wolf deity

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

Your feedback ain't flexing

Like a salad no dressing

See the truth is life is stupid

That white whip sit like a slight wrist slit

I don't give a fuck either like father, like son, i'm done

Destruction is beautiful, chaos is awesome

As i light one for ill will

Inspiration is survival.