This is a song about "Nut sacks"

I kick back and sick tracks you lick sacks

He watched house party, and ate apple jacks

Bout to plan a 211, murder your partner he'll meet you in heaven

You cant bust a nut let alone a loaded weapon

Dont act surprised, my ex prolly listening

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

Gettin good graces, take his money, aa-another one

You cant bust a nut let alone a loaded weapon

My brain is fuckin racing shit i'm spacing like a plain nut

With a rosa parks state of mind, i don't give a fuck

Give it to her raw, dont stop til i nut

Fuck that shit, i don't give a fuck