This is a song about "Hard nuts"

Slurping my nuts like semen soup for sluts,

I pull up in that 'rari with them other ones

When she licks on my balls and she fondles my nuts

I’m a rare one, camo’s and some rare ones

And im going so fucking nuts

I call it speaking tongues

Shout out my nigga miles

Nigga you must of gone nuts

And keep in my small shiny white nuts

And my brains travel like yung berg jewels

Beaverton my sneaker game although i never be with ducks

Fuck a church slut well not really she just slurped nuts,

We vegetables, on them record labels

And the paranoia's clutch was enough to rupture nuts

He has bust our nuts

Good kids make bad grown ups