This is a song about "Turd butter"

You're nothing but a butter knife stopping a gun

We are the hope of the culture, they supposed to listen

Me and rap are close, like butter on toast

And i drop top off in a hot cold

‘cause i manipulate your molecular structure

Stomach rumbles low, never stole the dough and butter

Where i found a butter knife, it was dull but different.

Ready to bust, in the city you don't know who to trust

Now i was dreaming bout a deal at the age of thirteen

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

Sorry i'm so demanding, sick of dancing back to mansion and

Where i found a butter knife, it was dull but different.