This is a song about "Turd butter"

One way or another it's to the gutter unless you stay stacking the butter

Ya'll better hope 2012 really real, cause the way i feel i'mma make ya'll suffer

I just had to ask, tell me if it's real

Minutes slipping like butter, time turning the wheel

Melt this track like butter

And i just want to hold her

Valerie’s legs would spread as often as butter

I rush to tend her, talked as i touch her

So i gotta show that i came to set every-body on flames

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

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

But inside of my pocket is a dollar plus a dream

Yeah got to the club early just to get in free

And a flow like a butter fly that stings like a bee