This is a song about "Butter truffle"

I bet i get the fall rosay had this summer

Smooth like butter, till you start to stutter

You're nothing but a butter knife stopping a gun

And you call this shit rape but i think that rape's fun

Going broke, no sir

Melt this track like butter

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

Rozay told me break a leg no wonder why i care again

I got rhymes for days nigga i'm cold

Me and rap are close, like butter on toast

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

Flow smoother than paula deena butter

Fuck this rap shit, i'll die for mine, motherfucker

Valerie’s legs would spread as often as butter