This is a song about "Robotic fungus"

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

Ay, i got a dollar and a dream, real niggas on my team

Looking through her soul looking really black

What the fans can't see that mm-mirror gon notice back

Dump his dead body outta my pick up truck

Black on black lock n load blood for blood

It's all she knows

Whilst i glide with black crows,

Takin' notes on how to win, fuckin' students

Tyrannous regimes, heatin' coals, black diamonds,

I get paper like i a mail box, seen

Im as sweet as a jelly bean