This is a song about "Peanut head"

We can’t even talk ‘less you got the check

Black clouds circle my weary head

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

Leave it to the greats, this comeback elevates me to the level of bill gates/

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

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Before she fuck with ya head

There lived a lil' boy who was misled

Your mom sucked my dick, peanut butter, jelly nigga,

Got all the black bitches mad cause my main bitch vanilla

And don't perform after him or you might regret

That bitch is dead, decapitated head,

Their buzz internet and mines in her net

Sicken feeling running thought my head

The ear worms in my head,

My voice make her wet