This is a song about "Cocoas butter"

Callin' these bitches cuz bitches ain't even women

You're nothing but a butter knife stopping a gun

Making this butter off these bloodsuckers

It's 14 racks, what i put on that purse

But every other part of you make me wanna depart and

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

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

So get your glass lift it up in the toast position

Can’t tell your girl so she the center fold

Me and rap are close, like butter on toast

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

While i fill you up with semen from the wolf gang team and

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

Ay, i got a dollar and a dream, real niggas on my team