This is a song about "Tossing salad"

Kiss my ass salad tossin,barking, on my rick rossin,

Charlie sheen on them haters, they dont wanna let me win

Whatever your religion, kiss the ring on the don

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

And say toss some salad for your favorite wolf deity

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

Tossing heat with my bare tongue and high as fuck like dragons be

But real freaky in tha darkplus i got some enemies, baby

And my only fear's a wedding ring

She uses my nut like salad dressing

And start tossing up this green like the lettuce was confetti

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

I like the way they dribble up and down the court

Tossing and turning thinking its my fault

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

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing