This is a song about "Peanut butter and jelly having sex"

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

Just trying to decipher between violence and sex

Her lips and my dick, they stick together like a nutter butter

I can do that to a nigga and make a pool on her

All these rappers talk about is sex money and weed

Of a convertible elopin' to get married

Saw your girl got a taste and hurled up color like butter cup

So when i rape a bitch i hold her down and get my best nut

Money and sex, gore-tex donna karan and guess

My bitches ballin' to the maya moore's, yes

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

Dripping cold blood like the winter, the summer

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

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

You can call me cancer but i don't smoke cigarettes

And when we fucked i just wished it was safe sex