This is a song about "A fine chick"

Something wicked this way comemore than an adversary i'm very quick

I was so nervous when i talked to her cause she was such a romance chick

Rocking moccasins and slow dancing with a model chick

With a staggerin' pack of cocaine in the sack of my dick

1, 2, 3, or 4 times wit a fine chick, show her ya magic trick *flick*

Still got me another deal big as any nigga in music

Bitch i'm bout a chick, i went and crashed the rover

You too young and you don't know what i'm fightin' for

Haven't been inside a chick in months, so i'm irritated,

Got heat super freak rick james ya bitch, leave a stain & shit

Getting blowed like ashes by a chick that has an accent

Somebody call the pastor, this bastard is so possessed

Not half bad and make it bloody like a chick on a bad rag

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag