This is a song about "Butter fingers"

Melt this track like butter

Wale, spitta, 9th wonder

I'll meet you in the sky

In my fingers but i

Smooth like butter, till you start to stutter

See, i like the person that you are

Better yet they work my every nerve

Making this butter off these bloodsuckers

Took my heart away from money

Sticky fingers from pot of honey

An when there was the blame she started pointing fingers

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years