This is a song about "Suck nuts"

They might as well be squirrels, how the going after nuts

And finally, everyone got their own problems

To add to the list of beverly hills victims

Ever since my grams got old she's been a bit nuts

And my nuts stay hanging

Get off a key like i can’t sing

Nigga you must of gone nuts

Good kids make bad grown ups

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

We vegetables, on them record labels

When she licks on my balls and she fondles my nuts

And meetin' mr. folarin could get you cardiac problems

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

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

I'm nuts man i'm crazy

C’mon and let’s chill baby