When the nut was plentiful, when the nut was tender
Because I was fasting from the nut, I go outside to clear my mind
I see a nut tree, I see nuts of every kind
And so I began 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, best believe I'm not paying that 5 dollar
A week left in my journey, for the nut I am yearning
The nut will not bug me, I am not a roly poly
I am a man, the nut will not control me
So December comes blooming, blooming like a daisy
Best believe [first] night of December, ya boy goin' crazy