This is a song about "Salt lake"

While i got my hand on the tec, wave

Chicago days, lake michigan waves

Got indelible colors, only look where they’re buzzing

They threw a rock in the lake, but it hasnt started rippling

You flow like a lake im more like a tidal wave

She don't even need a job, got one anyways

If you ever feel alone and

Like salt and pepper, no equivalent

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

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

Right past the poor in clothes they can't afford

Those are your wounds this is the salt

Young fisherman sinking in lake michigan

I'm bout to stick the whole game up with no gun

This magical like if lake michigan sprung a leak

Before this rapping, i was trappin', getting work cheap