This is a song about "Butter pecan"

Valerie’s legs would spread as often as butter

I need to be the center piece of my entire culture

Blowing that money here, making money in europe

Saw your girl got a taste and hurled up color like butter cup

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

I got a dollar and a dream, real niggas on my team

Me and rap are close, like butter on toast

High as d'angelo notes in a ghost

Flow smoother than paula deena butter

Ay yo you wonder who i are

'cause splittin ya wig is like cuttin butter,

Of impactful things one can ask for

Stomach rumbles low, never stole the dough and butter

Dripping cold blood like the winter, the summer