This is a song about "Peanut butter astronaut"

Ever wonder exactly where the sun goes

I smoke butter the same color as jalen rose

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

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

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

It's double mg but i'm 'bout that cash money like baby

Now, if you was the last man walking on earth

Making this butter off these bloodsuckers

I gotta bounce, i don’t call her

Smooth like butter, till you start to stutter

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

And some of the stuff i tried to do they had never seen

Flow smoother than paula deena butter

I don't know.. what you're lookin' for