This is a song about "Dog butter"

Ya'll better hope 2012 really real, cause the way i feel i'mma make ya'll suffer

One way or another it's to the gutter unless you stay stacking the butter

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

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

Where they find me, 16 on death row

Dirt dog, no tony romo

No match to my flow, dog

Separate us, from what jay brought

Melt this track like butter

We're made for each other

This crap is just soft as dough, dog

That cellphone that i bought

And control this shit yourself dog.

Man i spit that pimp talk

They just be eager for money they ain't trynna jesus' mother

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