This is a song about "Tossing salad"

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

And fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

Tossing and turning thinking its my fault

In an ocean full of sharks bout to come up short

About some tyga beef shit

Better then ceaser salad.

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

And say toss some salad for your favorite wolf deity

Now you stuck up in my mothafucking basement all bloody

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

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

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

And start tossing up this green like the lettuce was confetti

Like a salad no dressing

Shit, there ain't no telling