This is a song about "Table salt"

You on the table for operation

Kaiser soze, we never see him

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

Fuck yo bitch to the weekend, i ain't speaking bout that cd player

Riding shotgun uptown,blowin out the bubble

I'll still be able to break a motherfuckin' table

I really love my miami crew

I set a table for two

Just remember i said it, by the end of november

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

To say life goes on, now they're counting money on the table

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

I'll still be able to break a motha-fuckin' table

Let's keep it g, nobody see you when you being humble

She forget about her husband

Like salt and pepper, no equivalent