This is a song about "Squirrel nuts"

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

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

And my nuts stay hanging

Flapjack, ooh he bring

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

I know howard that college, but uptown has some problems

To add to the list of beverly hills victims

Proud of the fact,that they're making you nuts,

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

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

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

So i can understand police victims

And keep in my small shiny white nuts

Smoke until i ain't got no lungs

Squirrel is running on the roof

Kill the jungle let the cats loose