This is a song about "Salt in the wound"

Of the very same baby that the virgin mary raised

His wound was oozing / im feeling woozy and faint

My rapping is like an avalanche

Cause the wound i gave you shows you've met your match/

Never knew a hooker that could share me, i get around

The huge wound, that's gonna lay in your heart like your fathers frown.

Extra salt on the frizzle

Never seen you as lyrical

Mind your motherfucking business

I maim and wound fake ass crowned bitches

Do you think you'll ever get to the point where you can live

To all the painful wounds i salt on all the victims of my crimes,

This the district where politicians is fucking goons

Killing you bitches, pouring salt in you wounds

Like salt and pepper, no equivalent

Enforce, i'm elegant and