This is a song about "Peanut butter"

Hard to move on when you always regret one

You're nothing but a butter knife stopping a gun

Me and rap are close, like butter on toast

You heard my hip-hop when i was 16 years old

Minutes slipping like butter, time turning the wheel

Ohh baby i love the way you make a nigga feel

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

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

Stomach rumbles low, never stole the dough and butter

‘cause i’m addicted and you the drug, cold turkey? no sir

Smooth like butter, till you start to stutter

And there's little to be glad for

But every other part of you make me wanna depart and

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

Flow smoother than paula deena butter

Or something that you paid for