This is a song about "Butter pecan"

Making this butter off these bloodsuckers

And the sun don't shine and you mind just wonders

Me and rap are close, like butter on toast

With this rap shit, you know i do the fucking most

The golf wang hooligans, is fucking up the school again

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

Melt this track like butter

Udc where he met my mother

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

Ay, i got a dollar and a dream, real niggas on my team

You is not hip then i can not coach her

Valerie’s legs would spread as often as butter