This is a song about "Corn nuts"

When she licks on my balls and she fondles my nuts

And meetin' mr. folarin could get you cardiac problems

I’m a rare one, camo’s and some rare ones

And the paranoia's clutch was enough to rupture nuts

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

I'm nuts man i'm crazy

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

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

Sitting forlorn, treating your dick like corn man you need god

And they so strong they bustin out the flower pot

Fuck a church slut well not really she just slurped nuts,

I know howard that college, but uptown has some problems

Ugh, walking on water and running on waves

Leave yo brains lookin like some mushy corn flakes

Go nuts, this instrumental flow much

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