This is a song about "Pepper and her face"

Leave all they clothes on, baby this ain't so hard

And make her fall on her face and don't be a retard

Looking for them better days

Then i bust in her face

Salt and pepper, and never even changed an old sweater.

They is terrycloth with it, i'm italian leather

If you feel it, it must be real just

Like salt and pepper, no equivalent

Shake me and i'll whack back like the fizz of doctor pepper

Now you spell iti say young money bitch forever

It feels good putting money in your mailboxi love paying rent when the rent's due

I fucked my fear and finally said her with my plale face that "i love you".

Aimed directly at his face, her face bled with dismantled despair.

And when i'm done with her, ain't no other male to compare

Nigga fuck that gin & juice, i'm fuckin with hennessyjust pour me a glass of that dark shit

And the only peace my body can sustain, the tears i cannot refrain, her face seated