This is a song about "Dark nuts"

And the paranoia's clutch was enough to rupture nuts

And finally, everyone got their own problems

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

And my brains travel like yung berg jewels

We vegetables, on them record labels

And keep in my small shiny white nuts

Have you seen ibiza with beaches that look like eva with d cups

Got your bitch on the ground sucking on my nuts (my nuts)

Every time she catch feelings she go throw away the gloves

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

Back to the point of wrecking one directiun's nuts

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

Now you heard my dope flow, yes i'm really this nuts

Far from alarmed, i just part wit my problems

Oh how she love the gangstas, they love them green ones

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