This is a song about "Nut butter"

Fuck a cold sore, getcha getcha own cup

Give it to her raw, dont stop til i nut

Smooth like butter, till you start to stutter

"contemplate", i wrote about her

My brain is fuckin racing shit i'm spacing like a plain nut

But a couple shots of it got a nigga on stuck

And the word most important

Like nut smoking up blunt for blunt

Cops rollin' past, rollin' papers in the passenger

Valerie’s legs would spread as often as butter

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

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