This is a song about "Salt creek"

I'm in a rare breed, extraordinary league

Rappers then cement their feet and leave them sleep in the creek

George bush got some nerve, fuck a war, we trying to serve

Spreadin' shit like salt shakers, on you stone cold fakers,

As deep as dawson's creek and shit

He could own that, shawty, i'mma lease that

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

She in dangerima about 2 save her pink ranger

And everything on tv just a figment of imagination

You in the devils creek/ when you lose the paddle/ boy you betta learn to swim

Baby girl my stroke official

Extra salt on the frizzle

Here's the artist putting salt where you scar is

Hypnotized the masses behind versace glasses

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

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