This is a song about "Salt in the wound"

Use the salt thats in all of you, make that drink with an olive to

Tell your homegirl relax and let me get inside you

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

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

Stuck in the in the tub,

Some niggas ain't got no luck

Bomaye, killa cam, my lord

Those are your wounds this is the salt

We're the main ingredients to making good love salt and pepper

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit

Sit, i said sit bitch, you fucking twitch and i'll pore salt in each of the slits i slit,

How beautiful are thou, africa

In the foreground while i'm in the

Now i can do over the left, with the left over salt from you

If you could read between the lines come and get your issue