This is a song about "Cocoas butter"

And some of the stuff i tried to do they had never seen

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

Caught up and slipping for fearing a mcdonald’s position

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

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

I done lost too many homies to this motherfuckin' game

That i will leave earth with her

Melt this track like butter

I wanted them on my debut, but they ain't wanna listen

You're nothing but a butter knife stopping a gun

Me and rap are close, like butter on toast

And my regime includes east coast

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

Bll clinton pimping, always with a monica

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

Miami bound with my d.c. chick and we let it fly when we in the club