This is a song about "Butter is"

And showing you and yours that breaking rules is fucking cool again

I got the rusty butter knife so he could feel all the pain.

'cause splittin ya wig is like cuttin butter,

And i'm not bragging, i'mma be in her

Who do you blame? it's a shame because the man's slain

I got the rusty butter knife so he could feel all the pain.

I got a penny in my pocket, million in the trunk

Where i found a butter knife, it was dull but different.

I know i'm not the only bastard in america

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

And you’re girl working out, i let my niggas train her

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

My mouth is like the sewer, yeah yeah i keep it gutter

Valerie’s legs would spread as often as butter

One way or another it's to the gutter unless you stay stacking the butter

And to be honest i fathered a lot of brothers in this motherfucker