This is a song about "Peanut butter jiff"

My mouth is like the sewer, yeah yeah i keep it gutter

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

Baby mothers quittin school, nigga now it's up to her

Valerie’s legs would spread as often as butter

Stomach rumbles low, never stole the dough and butter

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

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 you be lookin fatter from eatin too many peanut butter pancakes

Your death's miscella-neous, say hi to mister hades man, these little games

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

Niggas hating but i love them even though they trying to scheme

Saw your girl got a taste and hurled up color like butter cup

Drinking liquor and i'm looking for some hoes to fuck

If its not couture, i will not go to her

Maybe if i shove some butter in the chamber