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 a nut was blender, Should I just go crazy? Or should I release The Thunder?" But I don't know I made a bet that I could resist in that, Best believe I'm not paying that 5 Dollars. A week left for my journey, For the nut I'm yearney, The nut will not bug me, I'm not a rolley polley, I'm a man, the nut will not control me. So December comes bloomy, Bloomy like a daisy, Best believe not as December, Your boy going crazy.