This is a song about "Butter truffle"

And we better than all these mutha fuckas up in this era

Your mom sucked my dick, peanut butter, jelly nigga,

Saw your girl got a taste and hurled up color like butter cup

But she only fuck with boss niggas - lames, you outta luck

Regardless to all them, i appease her

Maybe if i shove some butter in the chamber

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

Shawty feinding for love, i be feeding her lust

Her lips and my dick, they stick together like a nutter butter

You just need to know i’m comin’, i’ll kill you niggas this summer

If its not couture, i will not go to her

Stomach rumbles low, never stole the dough and butter

I mean of course just the same old

Me and rap are close, like butter on toast

Don't even know the rules but yet y'all tryin' to play the game

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