This is a song about "Peanut butter jelly sandwiches"

And my regime includes east coast

Me and rap are close, like butter on toast

Stomach rumbles low, never stole the dough and butter

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

If i don’t make it, then somebody tell my son screen

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

Her lips and my dick, they stick together like a nutter butter

Put that shit on whatever, we running another summer

Pissing on girls like r-kelly, feeding them my jelly

You are water wild so i guess your pussy empty

Flow smoother than paula deena butter

Rap sheet was as long as a sudanese brother

Where i found a butter knife, it was dull but different.

Without a doubt, a sure-fire way to get your mother fucked

Doctor told him to eat jelly eya-eya o

I'm ripping the shows, hitting the dough