This is a song about "Salt creek"

The music, acoustic smelling the breeze of sea salt

Say the word and i'mma give you what you want

Extra salt on the frizzle

Baby girl my stroke official

Just for my sanity baby right now you need to speak

Ya freak, purely weak, choke artist ya can't speak, floating down shits creek

How bout we blow this bit

As deep as dawson's creek and shit

Basketball is my favorite sport

Those are your wounds this is the salt

So i told her i got something you've been waiting for

Throw some salt and alcohol on that wound to make it safer

Prolly cause them niggas wasn't near me, clearly

In piss creek with rumble from your city

Body dumped in he creek and

And the word most important