This is a song about "Salt life"

Like salt and pepper, no equivalent

I’m in the club, tryna show ‘em how to stunt

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

Now, if you was the last man walking on earth

Here's the artist putting salt where you scar is

Cut the commercial, he be texting all the side bitches

Chorus: ? life, life, life.. life is a pain.

Hundred thousand dollars and that’s on champagne

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

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

He pushing cause his goal's to be higher with the lord

The music, acoustic smelling the breeze of sea salt

She in dangerima about 2 save her pink ranger

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

So just live your goddamn life

Niggas wanna know why i'm so nice