This is a song about "Salt"

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

Why these broads hear my late call, start rushin' over runnin' lights

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

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

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

Bitch i can't let goi been strugglin' too long, thuggin' too longand niggas is stealing my shit

Killing you bitches, pouring salt in you wounds

Rags to the wrist glitter, car 6, rooms

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

All this flow that i give em, i live by the code and i'll leave her

And you’re girl working out, i let my niggas train her

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

Here's the artist putting salt where you scar is

Luda moved digits after he moved bitches

Those are your wounds this is the salt

Dirty crack pipes lit, bullshit to stop, halt