This is a song about "Brazil nuts"

Yeah, we get this cabbage

Go nuts, instrumental flow much

Nigga you must of gone nuts

Stack up your funds like a million bucks

I like hoes that like poles in clean clubs

But without you girl, i feel like i'm going nuts

And im going so fucking nuts

Good kids make bad grown ups

Usually turn out to be the fakest ones

Cause you couldn't smoke a dick, or inhale two nuts.

To get crushed like nuts and go bananas

And i need you to show me love

Would i want it to change? i would, i'll blast open nuts

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

I got bigger problems baby

I'm nuts man i'm crazy