This is a song about "Peanut butter and jelly sandwhich"

Don't you know what knuckle sandwhich is, best that you get

I don't know what ya'll heard, but hip hop ain't dead

Valerie’s legs would spread as often as butter

I was alerting her just to reinsert in her

Now i was dreaming bout a deal at the age of thirteen

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

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

Athlete mentality so fuck my competition

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

Smooth like butter, till you start to stutter

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

And i ain't shallow, material things suppress bad luck

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

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