This is a song about "Salt lake"

They'll find your body deep in a lake

And that was when i was in the eighth grade

Cause my mother let me do what i want

Those are your wounds this is the salt

Gotta be something for me write this

Here's the artist putting salt where you scar is

I refuse to be another being on this earth

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

Remember the past? house right by the lake

Way too much right here is at stake

I ain't a drinker, i'm a thinker, call it what you want

The music, acoustic smelling the breeze of sea salt

Chicago days, lake michigan waves

So if you done with these beijing games

A lot of fools puttin' salt in the game

Bitches choosing their excuses: my new car’s to blame