This is a song about "Small peanut"

Got all the black bitches mad cause my main bitch vanilla

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

I would always keep a strong pace with a long face thinking of all the song names

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

Hostile with them hoes, i got a dollar in my pocket plus a dream

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

Like a small garage in your backyard

Hope all over again, we can start

I just wanna rip him into small pieces

Cause i can bring you to your dreams like jesus

Pray for peace with the babies, they a beast in the summer

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

That’s the same block metta world peace learned to play ball

You're the reason why i keep my circle small

That involve ballpark franks and silver duct tape

Marking me down for a small silly mistake