This is a song about "Peanut butter cheesecake"

Minutes slipping like butter, time turning the wheel

Aight elite for real one take dawg and i'm up outta here

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

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

Bitch i'm ballin' like i'm comin' off of free throws

I smoke butter the same color as jalen rose

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

'cause splittin ya wig is like cuttin butter,

Lay back, i got some money to make, motherfucker

Stomach rumbles low, never stole the dough and butter

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

Women'll sell they soul just to buy some attention

It's like we both forgot what we were fighting for

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