This is a song about "Dees nuts"

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

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

Nigga you must of gone nuts

Stack up your funds like a million bucks

But without you girl, i feel like i'm going nuts

Far from alarmed, i just part wit my problems

The day has come, dipset remains the ones

Slurping my nuts like semen soup for sluts,

Got tired of running from the police

Bitches on knees sucking dee's

And the paranoia's clutch was enough to rupture nuts

Usually turn out to be the fakest ones

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

Don’t let me talk about the deal ones

And my nuts stay hanging

Her phone in the bag, she dancing