This is a song about "Peanut butter death down syndromee"

That's all u need is death

Wish i could shed all these tears

Me and rap are close, like butter on toast

I mean of course just the same old

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

Frozen, i'm going insane / cloaked like a ghost but i've broken my chains

Double mg pays me, fuck with me, you crazy

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

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

Then she on her facebook like when we finna party

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

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