This is a song about "Tossing salad"

Better then ceaser salad.

As deep as dawson's creek and shit

And say toss some salad for your favorite wolf deity

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see

Like a salad no dressing

Boy, i’m doin’ my damn thing

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

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

Tossing and turning thinking its my fault

Nigga cue me in i'm a peruvian drug lord

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

Mix a little syrup, it ain't no way to cure him

And start tossing up this green like the lettuce was confetti

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

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

Shall increase when we meet up in this dark placeyou might think you're happy with him