When the nut was plentiful
When the nut was tender
Because I am fasting through the nut
I go outside to clear my mind
But I see a nut of every kind
And so I begin to wonder
If fasting through the nut was a blunder
But oh no, I made a bet that I can resist the nut, and I’m not a baller
Best believe I’m not paying those 5 dollars
A week left in my journey
For the nut I am yearning
The nut will not bug me
I am not a rolly polly
I am a man
The nut will not control me
So when December comes blooming like a daisy
Best believe night as December
Your boy going crazy