This is a song about "Peanut"

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

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

But real freaky in tha darkplus i got some enemies, baby

We're barely making dollars at our peanut jobs, close to me,

We can't catch the beat

A peanut in the heat

Cause you be lookin fatter from eatin too many peanut butter pancakes

For repair i've mastered the airways spitting faster then sound waves

And we better than all these mutha fuckas up in this era

Your mom sucked my dick, peanut butter, jelly nigga,

You couldnt make a belemic puke on a piece of fuckin corn and peanut poop

The owner bout to prosecute, the niggas tell her that she's cute

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

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her