This is a song about "Butter warrior"

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

Valerie’s legs would spread as often as butter

I got a dolla and a dream, real niggas on my team

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

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

As well as supper; then i'll rummage through her ruptured cunt

Smooth like butter, till you start to stutter

A full time sex slave, never find another

I'll touch slap her, dap her, plus clap her

And peace to this young warrior,

Stomach rumbles low, never stole the dough and butter

I was alerting her just to reinsert in her

Frozen, i'm going insane / cloaked like a ghost but i've broken my chains

Cause you be lookin fatter from eatin too many peanut butter pancakes

Now me, tony, g, and tre got the keys to the nation

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