This is a song about "Weed money pussy bath salts"

Was framed, got the case of salts

Chomping at your oxygen chords

Still i ve the money and there's nothing better than some weed..

My father's dead, well i don't know, we'll never fucking meet

We come through throbbing like thunder storms

I was framed, got the case of salts

You rap about selling weed and money schemes

That's why i keep my pistol when i walk the streets

Bath salts straight out the catalog

I got kicked off, i used to shit talk

Mr. red carpet, i don't do awards

I was framed, got the case of salts

And three hours in the showers with the corpse

I was framed, got the case of salts

I mean eddie murphy, swang, gettin' married

And methodists got money, baptists suck, roll the weed,