This is a song about "Rock salt"

We charging you niggas up you like it or not

Givin back the sand til we center rock

Extra salt on the frizzle

Baby i am professional

The music, acoustic smelling the breeze of sea salt

If you thought it, it better be what you want

// [you're a... rock star]

You're in a seminar

Those are your wounds this is the salt

Tell me anything you want

And not a single feature except lil wayne

A lot of fools puttin' salt in the game

Now i can do over the left, with the left over salt from you

Aiyyo, them niggas from the three two, said i can't breeze through

Rock over london, rock on the paris of the prairie

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see