This is a song about "Belly jelly"

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

When her meats in my belly

Could never get a girl to love him, too much fat on his belly

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

They say hip-hop's dead, i believe it's just the fans

Around you ill run laps and swim trough your belly flaps

Pissing on girls like r-kelly, feeding them my jelly

Yeah got to the club early just to get in free

To feed my belly i go round town, toastin the semi

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

But you been looking for love in all the wrong places

I turned him on his belly, what i would do was heinous.

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

And some of the stuff i tried to do they had never seen

It's the belly of the beast, when we knock nobody's home,

Now y’all better leave me alone, got license for my chrome