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

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

Smooth like butter, till you start to stutter

Cause you be lookin fatter from eatin too many peanut butter pancakes

But now i see myself on stage,spitting like its fire leaving the mic in flames

Hostile with them hoes, i got a dollar in my pocket plus a dream

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

Spinning like my many rims through the air,

Will walking on my heart, wish you was still there

With that weed in the air

Right, now you say you don't care

Humping, nope... just a couple of cannibalizes hugging.

Wow, umm, so tyler if you had the chance to tell him something

I done came too far to regard me as the regular

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