This is a song about "Butter truffle"

And i move across your membrane, you loose against my insane

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

They rock n rolland bring tha funk to tha whole nation

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

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

Stir up all these feelings inside of her

Maybe if i shove some butter in the chamber

Dripping cold blood like the winter, the summer

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

Melt this track like butter

Just so happens mine they prefer

You're nothing but a butter knife stopping a gun

Got a fuckin' blog that needs a post? i can get it done

I can do that to a nigga and make a pool on her

Stomach rumbles low, never stole the dough and butter