This is a song about "Brazil nuts"

Proud of the fact,that they're making you nuts,

Amen, they say you only live once

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

And the paranoia's clutch was enough to rupture nuts

And when we on the road, bitches follow the tour bus

To get crushed like nuts and go bananas

Fuck the lord, god and jesus can suck my saggy nuts

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

Slurping my nuts like semen soup for sluts,

Usually turn out to be the fakest ones

He has bust our nuts

Good kids make bad grown ups

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

Back to the point of wrecking one directiun's nuts

Give no fucks, the flow be nuts

Or closed casket for our troubles