The Butter

The butter to some is better when tinted

Grams on the scale then we flipped it

Stashing leftovers over and over
Inhaling, exhaling the cheese

Next thing I'm inlove with in the feta

In my socks, got the cheddar
5 drags then it hit like a  tiger's claw
For certain that ain't a flaw
Almost ran out, but I had to re-up for the season
Open the pack, it smell like seasoning

Walking around looking like stylish Jesus
Forni-cation driven
Freaky females
On they knees like "Steezus please us"

Redbone telling me tales she geeked on aderall
Telling me this and that
I could tell from her tone she want vitamin D

No need to elaborate further

But
I'm addicted to sinning and winning
Got the recipe to the remedy

Potion in my cup I'm the Wizard
Purple ice cubes in my drank too

Grinding from dawn to dusk
In the night surrounded by stars
Studio addict I'm feeding my habits