This is a song about "Tossing salad"

Right past the poor in clothes they can't afford

Tossing and turning thinking its my fault

Told her that her pastor was a faggot and he likes john

Salad be tossy, green as the thing that survives the bomb

She was wearing a black dress with stilletos tossing stones in the ocean

Now you can feel itit's a potion for my niggas in motion

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king

Tossing and turning scratching i'm itching, the fuck was i thinking

Better then ceaser salad.

If it's right tonight, i might bite that

And say toss some salad for your favorite wolf deity

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

And start tossing up this green like the lettuce was confetti

I could destroy an entire village when i kill and bury

She uses my nut like salad dressing

Not concerned with most rappers me i'm a king