This is a song about "Butter truffle"

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

Sang sittin there kickin it with malcolm, 'til the day came

Cops rollin' past, rollin' papers in the passenger

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

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

Maybe if i shove some butter in the chamber

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

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

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

Drunk white girls the only way i'll get my dick sucked

I stop and stare at the younger

Smooth like butter, till you start to stutter

Flow smoother than paula deena butter

You can bring your crew motherfucker