This is a song about "These nutz"

These rappers say they getting high, but these niggas below me

I know a bunch of envious niggas don't love my city

Striking with interest in these

Is it this black mercedes

Normally i'm not warning these

Automatic kill for pennies

I got nice hands, niggas eat out my big palms

I'm calling these shots i'm jumpin these charts

Or the crack that they sell to put food in their kids

All these motherfuckers see that i'm searing these critics,

Hey! what's your name? oh, that's nice

Im visious when i kiss these

And if we don't we'll have a race of babies

In debrief of feces man we need these

Getting high, see the demons in my eyes, before i die

To achieve any of these, we just let these visions past by,