On “Salt,” 30 adapts to a mellow piano beat to express the struggles of keeping optimistic whilst battling mental health issues and aiming for success in the music industry. 30 reiterates his use of prescribed substances to numb his pain when describing his lack of creative energy and anxiety.
On S...
[Intro]
Yeah
I–
[Verse]
I’m tired sick and I’m sick and tired of bein' it
Roll out of bed and I take a bottle and pee in it
I got a vision, I’m sick and tired of seein' it
A chord progression I’m sitting trying to reinvent
Synthetic energy, amphetamines, all not to fuck with
A loss for words and at a battle with my better judgement
I check my brother who been good far as I can see
Addicted to the drug my psychiatrist once prescribed to me
'Cause my anxiety’s increasing exponentially
But pills to dum me down will just kill the creative energy
I think, so what I see when I blink is up to me to cultivate
And only I can let you in
My narcissism, insecurity but both when they listen
Could be confusin' for consumers, what a juxtaposition
30's this, no he’s that, which role I should fill
Well I don’t even know myself so I guess take what you will
And optimism’s dark corner is the riskiest side
'Cause my glass is half full, but if there’s whiskey inside
You’re going forty in a forty-five, I’m sixty in mine
A Cold War inside my head, release a clip in my mind
But who am I kiddin'? Since a kid I was different
And put away the blanket, homie, this ain’t no picnic
This is just a pool of quicksand that we're swimmin' in
But if I ain’t have a pot to piss, I’d make one and shit in it
Is anyone listenin'?
[Outro]
Uh, yeah
Is anyone listening'?
Sorry