This is a song about "Salad tossing"

Right past the poor in clothes they can't afford

Tossing and turning thinking its my fault

Like a salad no dressing

Money ain't a thing

Stab him, put a arch on it, pour unleaded gas on him

Kiss my ass salad tossin,barking, on my rick rossin,

And when money is plenty, a lot of nigga's is friendly

And start tossing up this green like the lettuce was confetti

Bang! bang! came from that movie ring

She uses my nut like salad dressing

Everybody watching while you touching real money

And say toss some salad for your favorite wolf deity

Them niggas lack bars like underground when their celly ring

Tossing and turning scratching i'm itching, the fuck was i thinking

She was wearing a black dress with stilletos tossing stones in the ocean

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin