This is a song about "Ballsack nuts"

All i know is bad bitches, i got finally famous with me though

Snoopin for sach, in his tiny little ballsack your lucky, im mellow

Only feel sorry for crack babies and rape victims

I learned from the father of lies that i'm nuts

That scary love, never get married love

To get crushed like nuts and go bananas

I call it speaking tongues

He has bust our nuts

Back to the point of wrecking one directiun's nuts

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

And my nuts stay hanging

Boy, i’m doin’ my damn thing

They might as well be squirrels, how the going after nuts

I do self evaluate, yeah, i know i've got some problems