This is a song about "Nutter butter"

Subs like a teacher that ain't even supposed to be here

Minutes slipping like butter, time turning the wheel

I would gasol you niggas, but i'm in no position

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

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

Told the fucking faculty that he was at a meeting and

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

I'm the greatest prophesying professor, nutter

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

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

Making this butter off these bloodsuckers

Penncounting pennys over tha years

Gets us in danger, this guys a nutter,

The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her