This is a song about "Peanut butter omelette"

Melt this track like butter

Took the van, went snatch her

A peanut in the heat

We can't catch the beat

Me and rap are close, like butter on toast

So i could find my rainbow, my pot of gold

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

Ready to bust, in the city you don't know who to trust

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

Anyways give it up the capital the nation

There she go, just what the doc's been lookin for

Stomach rumbles low, never stole the dough and butter

And there's little to be glad for

Smooth like butter, till you start to stutter

You chasing hoes, we replacing hoes, bag and pass them hoes

I smoke butter the same color as jalen rose