This is a song about "Salt lake"

A lot of fools puttin' salt in the game

Man in the mirror, i can’t get my shot again

Remember the past? house right by the lake

Yeah i vv'd the stones, dogg, i'm into cake

Now they mention my nigga with all the greats

Chicago days, lake michigan waves

What you doing when ross drop a hundred thousand

Other wise you'll get left in a lake of blood

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

He fathers her only kid that's why my homies let him live

Chicago days, lake michigan waves

High: that's why they call us planes

If you ever feel alone and

Like salt and pepper, no equivalent

Since wale met me he only rode a benz or better

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