This is a song about "This nuts"

Never agree with that message

Go nuts, instrumental flow much

Don’t let me talk about the deal ones

Give no fucks, the flow be nuts

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

I pull up in that 'rari with them other ones

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

Took her to the club bought her three more bottles

And the paranoia's clutch was enough to rupture nuts

And meetin' mr. folarin could get you cardiac problems

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

Every time she catch feelings she go throw away the gloves

When she licks on my balls and she fondles my nuts

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

Usually turn out to be the fakest ones

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