This is a song about "Dead nuts"

Go nuts, instrumental flow much

Man but this ain't no sign language

Only feel sorry for crack babies and rape victims

And the paranoia's clutch was enough to rupture nuts

And meetin' mr. folarin could get you cardiac problems

When she licks on my balls and she fondles my nuts

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

And finally, everyone got their own problems

Slurping my nuts like semen soup for sluts,

Took her to the club bought her three more bottles

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

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

Amen, they say you only live once

I just happen to have nuts