This is a song about "Salt machine"

Spitting bars like a technical machine

Cause no man's eyes should see what i've seen

But i wear mine on my head, supreme

I'm just a cog in the machine,

Mind's eye spinning, desperately trying to hit the jackpot slot machine

But whatever it is baby hope you pledge to your dreams, forever my queen

An understatement said that k. lamar was under pressure

We're the main ingredients to making good love salt and pepper

Your going against the mean killing machine

Bars crazy of course i'm living the dream

Girls say everything that i write smooth

Killing you bitches, pouring salt in you wounds

Like a fuckin machine, a goddamn fiend,

Sunlife stadium, smoke on my home field

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

Stay gold, alchemy, nigga we rap's alpha team