This is a song about "Salty snack"

See this what happens when you rap like you ain't no ones favorite

Then erased in his view like a snack wrap after you ate it

Track and field with the birds, i’m running em like track

Eatem for a snack smothered with ammo no plastic crap

I've seen people eaten up, swallowed like a snack box,

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

Rocking black and gold stocking caps and fleur-de-lis shockey hats

In fact i snack on my prey, half of the game is still back in shacks,

Another snack to hack, i'll put it on the body stack,

For everything i lost tell em i want it all back

Snack crackers, pack a mac that'll crack ya back, act blacker,

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

This rap is a snack, hungry for more, looking for a big mac

Woof, bitch, top doglay yo girl face on my lap, let her play with my sack