This is a song about "Salt was in many regions of africa"

Instead of the asylum i was somewhere in hell

All because i heard that he was talkin' to danielle

Bet i get it quick lick make it backflip outta town with some how you gonna act shit

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

Shit you so bad know your daddy wish he could still spank you

Use the salt thats in all of you, make that drink with an olive to

And thought of death creeping in my mind was so horrible.

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

And i refuse to camoflauge with other guys

But many suffer other in case of my knife

So i proceed to make gs, eternally in my mission

Many of us blindly show bias in our face and grin,

Either one, dun, long as my digits the same

A lot of fools puttin' salt in the game

Right past the poor in clothes they can't afford

Those are your wounds this is the salt