This is a song about "Salad"

They giving me pounds and thats of course getting money

And say toss some salad for your favorite wolf deity

Salad be tossy, green as the thing that survives the bomb

When big lips is in the attic armed with an addict's arm

Like a salad no dressing

Shit, there ain't no telling

Foolish, i be on that new shit

Better then ceaser salad.

Hey, tell me why my hands start sweating

She uses my nut like salad dressing

And it's hard to find god when you ain't never seen him

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