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

Yea i'm missin some sleep

A peanut in the heat

Scissor hands slice it up like spicy subway sandwiches.

I’m so 100 with every nigga i run with

And a flow like a butter fly that stings like a bee

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see

I would always keep a strong pace with a long face thinking of all the song names

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

Stomach rumbles low, never stole the dough and butter

Young fly nigga, getting cash motherfucker

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

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

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

'cause splittin ya wig is like cuttin butter,

Got the perfect plan to help me get her