This is a song about "Deep nuts"

Go nuts, this instrumental flow much

Man but this ain't no sign language

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

Stack up your funds like a million bucks

Slurping my nuts like semen soup for sluts,

So i can understand police victims

And the paranoia's clutch was enough to rupture nuts

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

Cause you couldn't smoke a dick, or inhale two nuts.

I like hoes that like poles in clean clubs

They vaguely decipher my language

Go nuts, instrumental flow much

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

Don’t let me talk about the deal ones

Only feel sorry for crack babies and rape victims

Back to the point of wrecking one directiun's nuts