This is a song about "Salt"

Like salt and pepper, no equivalent

She forget about her husband

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

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

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

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

A lot of fools puttin' salt in the game

Get the heat ready then i give them that flame

Shit, like i ain't been through the scars and bruises

Here's the artist putting salt where you scar is

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

If you could read between the lines come and get your issue

Now i can do over the left, with the left over salt from you

The music, acoustic smelling the breeze of sea salt

Inspired by that ganja most 9-to-5ers just can't afford