This is a song about "Salt machine"

Cheated on light skin dominique when we was seventeen

I stay spitting bars like metronome candy machine.

50 dollars on some shoes you ain't ever seen

And college is a scheme, a cog in the machine

To win today would just seem like a lavish dream

You know what i mean?it's a rap machine

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

The music, acoustic smelling the breeze of sea salt

Maintaining my modest modest as i dream

I'm the most lean mean money making machine

Oh yeah we're old as fuck, we didn't have our glasses

Here's the artist putting salt where you scar is

As i light one for ill will

Extra salt on the frizzle

Machine the way i'm skilled

If i lost you be patient