This is a song about "Salt"

Maybe i’m just looking for the wrong thinglove don’t come sooner or later

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

Here's the artist putting salt where you scar is

It's like a black hole, whole fucking abyss

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

Well that's not her fucking name, but i think this shit is clever

Black mother of the earth you know i forever owe you

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

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

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

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

The music, acoustic smelling the breeze of sea salt

Oh, not again! another critic writing report

Pathological liars even know i'm the truth

Killing you bitches, pouring salt in you wounds