This is a song about "Salts"

I was framed, got the case of salts

We come through throbbing like thunder storms

Was framed, got the case of salts

Chomping at your oxygen chords

Was framed, got the case of salts

Mr. red carpet, i don't do awards

Bath salts straight out the catalog

Don’t like to see when she talk

And the headrest had to have about eight thorns

You eat a dick like a fag on bath salts

And three hours in the showers with the corpse

I was framed, got the case of salts