This is a song about "Melested peanuts"

Brains off the chain, smart mouth with a dumb ass

And he started to take n' dash

But if i'm wrong

100 dollar worth of strong

So while i hold this bottle of ciroc with a hand full of ass

Because im like flash mother fucker, i dash, laid on the grass

Shoot your self-esteem, put you on the spot

Go take the "p" out, put a "w", you'll see what i got

Whoa yo, yo.. no homo, i'm not gay, faggot

Practice makes perfect, rappad makes it worth it,

I steady the flow, ready to blow like snotty tissue

Now i can do over the left, with the left over salt from you

Me ahead of the curve knowing just what i worth

Part of me though, is searching for answers

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

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