When the nut was plentiful
When the nut was tender
Because I’m fasting from the nut, I go outside to clear my mind
But I see a nut tree, I see nuts of every kind
And so I begin to wonder
If fasting from the nut was a blunder
Should I just go crazy?
Should I release the thunder?
But oh, no! I made a bet that I could resist the nut
And I am not a baller
You best believe I’m not paying that five dollars.
A week left in my journey
For the nut I am yearning
The nut will not bug me - I’m not a roly poly
I am a man and the nut will not control me
So, December comes blooming
Blooming like a Daisy
Best believe ‘nigh this December
Ya boy goin’ crazy.