This is a song about "Butter ghee"

Our history that they stole, africa

Your mom sucked my dick, peanut butter, jelly nigga,

Valerie’s legs would spread as often as butter

If its not couture, i will not go to her

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

I’m lost without them, when they around i am charles sheen

I got that same hunger, rock-a-fella chain hunger

'cause splittin ya wig is like cuttin butter,

When i'm digging in her pussy, i'm never using a rubber

Her lips and my dick, they stick together like a nutter butter

I hit you from rewind it'd be hard to move forward

My tongue is like a butter knife, using it to spread the word!

Smother it with butter and cook it for my next of kin.

Permanently focused, learning while i'm going