This is a song about "Peanut butter and jelly"

Dripping cold blood like the winter, the summer

Valerie’s legs would spread as often as butter

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

Leave it to the greats, this comeback elevates me to the level of bill gates/

I’m sayin’ that i know, revealing them most

Me and rap are close, like butter on toast

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Don't got a deal, dinner is toast and jelly

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

Pissing on girls like r-kelly, feeding them my jelly

Flow smoother than paula deena butter

The game's a bitch, ooh we got her

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

And stabbing this ice cube look-a-like to show you a nigga with attitude