This is a song about "Big nick productions"

On that water like islands they ain’t swimmin’ you dig

Stalkin santa cause i could give a fuck for saint nick,

Ain't get my message, was no signal when i was texting

Parkside productions growing up even got our own hood tearing

A 30 rack, nick of grass, an acid tab

But they ain't for rat tat tat-tat tat

Yeah my ego aint that big,

Pose, click, pose, click

(who? me?) yeah, bitch you so big

Killing these niggas off quick

There scared of us were half man half horse like sagittarius parkside productions

Transactions beginnin' at my actions of my actin' actions,

Big pun and big l's lifestylez ov da poor and dangerous,

See you later, cause baby i'm a player, and all i heard was