This is a song about "Dee nut"

I can't describe it, but my love can't be cracked like a pistachio nut

I want to tie her body up and throw her in my basement

Sick the duck, nut up or shut up, blake griffin with the dunk

While i fill you up with semen from the wolf gang team and

Still fucking suck on my left nut

They like talking, its like gossip

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

And i ain't even have the decency to nut in a rubber

So i can stab his face and nut on his grave like mourning wood

But you niggas too weak, but just give me 2 weeks and i'm good

So, suicide i perceive, before i slide on that ring

You rappers can hold your head, while this nut i'm busting.

Dump his dead body outta my pick up truck

Give it to her raw, dont stop til i nut