This is a song about "Butter knife"

Stomach rumbles low, never stole the dough and butter

It's like we both forgot what we were fighting for

Fearin what it show you, reality is gold

Me and rap are close, like butter on toast

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

Anti-violent...stylin, lyrically inclined and

Cause you be lookin fatter from eatin too many peanut butter pancakes

Your death's miscella-neous, say hi to mister hades man, these little games

Melt this track like butter

Huh, i can't interpret her

'cause splittin ya wig is like cuttin butter,

You is not hip then i can not coach her

The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her

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

For happiness, we livin like every day's urgent

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