This is a song about "Scab guns and peanut butter"

But inside of my pocket is a dollar plus a dream

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

Her lips and my dick, they stick together like a nutter butter

I decided to boss up, life's a bitch and i court her

A military mind mean money

Had to pull out the guns and let em pump free

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Mc'ing ain't dead, but the scenery is different

I had beautiful words but girls never listened

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

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

My t-shirts are bathing, a bathing gorilla

If i could do it all again, have just one more chance

Dead man beside em and he takes his guns and mags

Cause after all the lights and screams

With no guns and no shields