This is a song about "Peanut head"

I'm writing this off my head

There lived a lil' boy who was misled

That bitch is dead, decapitated head,

Kinda pop tart, when i bite into them red

I got a dolla and a dream, real niggas on my team

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

Black clouds circle my weary head

Like sally mae on college debt

You got pets? me too: mine are dead

Before she fuck with ya head

My real estate sweet, yea ginger bread

Loving you is clouding my head

Soulja boy tell 'em did better then the regular

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

Basically blood leaked from her head

Their buzz internet and mines in her net