This is a song about "Peanut heads"

Fuck this rap shit, i'll die for mine, motherfucker

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

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

Driver drop me off at dulles im headed to some money

But now i see myself on stage,spitting like its fire leaving the mic in flames

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

I'm about about to send their heads spinning

I got bars u lil niggas sell ring

Blurting text with versing jests perplexing suburban heads

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

Smoking is a delight that spreads to the minds and heads

I’m just multiplying my money and dividing the legs