This is a song about "Squirrels guns and nuts"

The road to hell is paved with good intentions

Fake people who waste space and shot guns

When she licks on my balls and she fondles my nuts

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

And the paranoia's clutch was enough to rupture nuts

I do self evaluate, yeah, i know i've got some problems

We vegetables, on them record labels

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

Snitches here don't got no heart

Pull out guns and let 'em spark

Good kids make bad grown ups

And im going so fucking nuts

At this love thing toe to toe

We got dat guns and flow