This is a song about "Air humping ze peanut butter"

With that weed in the air

Woah there, woah there

Stomach rumbles low, never stole the dough and butter

I bet i get the fall rosay had this summer

I got a dollar and a dream, real niggas on my team

In my bread and peanut butter you're the jelly in between

In my bread and peanut butter you're the jelly in between

Now i was dreaming bout a deal at the age of thirteen

Melt this track like butter

And take ya'll supper

There she go, just what the doc's been lookin for

Candy niggaz re-see's we see ur peanut butter

They tryin to say that i don't care

Creepin up on you fell me,cold air.