This is a song about "Dezze nuts"

I'm nuts man i'm crazy

Rose cases, we pop daily

I call it speaking tongues

I just happen to have nuts

And the paranoia's clutch was enough to rupture nuts

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

Shout out my nigga miles

And im going so fucking nuts

And my brains travel like yung berg jewels

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

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

I like hoes that like poles in clean clubs

Stack up your funds like a million bucks

And keep in my small shiny white nuts

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

And finally, everyone got their own problems