This is a song about "Butter cup"

You couldn't carry a rhyme if i gave you a cup

How can niggas blame us, i am not ashamed but

Screw up the cup, i'm on

As: can’t wait to pork your mom

Open wide, and open up, knock that pussy out like last cup

Family getting bread, well he about to get his loaf cut

Minutes slipping like butter, time turning the wheel

My fame's no mistakesince the deal

Valerie’s legs would spread as often as butter

Soulja boy tell 'em did better then the regular

Staighten out have a cup of cement

Thought we’d be together ’till the end

He said you're better without him, i'm not the only fuck

I'm boasting, throwing ton of bucks; my flowing holds a double cup