This is a song about "Salute"

Don't refute, or dilute, chemistry so trill make the president salute

And stabbing this ice cube look-a-like to show you a nigga with attitude

So im saying sorry now for all the bad shit ive said , its not an excuse i was a

Big mac in one hand and the other givin' a salute, reminded me of nirvana

Twenty one gun salute that's for justin

See me as blasphemous for i don't need them

I don't need no single

Peace out, salute with my middle

My salute to you i raise the middle

Weird niggas make sick too i don't need no pistol

Ok just listen up a little

My salute to you i raise the middle

Salute me, game: invented it, and you can't get no membership, little bitch

Well give me grab iti was born inside a love zonewith a glock-nine young marriage

My salute to you i raise the middle

Baby girl my stroke official