This is a song about "Salt"

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

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

Flyer then the rest of them, still got my nike boots

Killing you bitches, pouring salt in you wounds

In an ocean full of sharks bout to come up short

The music, acoustic smelling the breeze of sea salt

Don't always fuck me good, i'm just too cheap to divorce her

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

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

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

Those are your wounds this is the salt

Competition on the court

Here's the artist putting salt where you scar is

This ain't mine, it's ricky, but shhh don't tell my bitches

Drunk white girls the only way i'll get my dick sucked

Like salt and pepper, no equivalent