This is a song about "Life and butter"

Me and rap are close, like butter on toast

Doing time in the pen and your gram's old

Autism and anxiety have riddled his life

Why i'm living keep a pistol just to keep you alive

You dropped outta college, you can't pay shit

Life toppled over and completely slanted

This is for my bitches gettin' high on the regular

Candy niggaz re-see's we see ur peanut butter

I bet i get the fall rosay had this summer

Valerie’s legs would spread as often as butter

Got me shooting at a ghostsome call me crazy

And a flow like a butter fly that stings like a bee

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

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