This is a song about "Peanut butter nuts"

The day has come, dipset remains the ones

Fuck the lord, god and jesus can suck my saggy nuts

I was born to do the damn thing

And my nuts stay hanging

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

Got your bitch on the ground sucking on my nuts (my nuts)

Nigga you must of gone nuts

But most times darling the sequel sucks

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

Making this butter off these bloodsuckers

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

And meetin' mr. folarin could get you cardiac problems

And keep in my small shiny white nuts

And my brains travel like yung berg jewels

I bet i get the fall rosay had this summer

Valerie’s legs would spread as often as butter