This is a song about "Squirrel nuts"

I'll make you hurl i'm sick and higher than a squirrel would sit

Swallow the cinnamon, i'mma scribble this sin and shit

Yeah, we get this cabbage

Go nuts, instrumental flow much

Swag-er. this is a mixtape about... nothing. not on drugs

And the paranoia's clutch was enough to rupture nuts

Smoke until i ain't got no lungs

He has bust our nuts

Only feel sorry for crack babies and rape victims

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

I'm nuts man i'm crazy

Let me rideuntil i get free

Would i want it to change? i would, i'll blast open nuts

And meetin' mr. folarin could get you cardiac problems