This is a song about "Big nick productions"

These wussies pretending to stand big

I bet you hear that white music

Yeah my ego aint that big,

She got the bomb, i'm talking tick tick

My name is nick nack pattie wack give a dog a bone

I'm definitely in a class of my own

I know it's hard but who does god choose to go through it worst

From the big big city nyc not a west coast potpouuri suburb

The dead society of a poet

Spb, parkside productions try stop it!

Nick will pop to with a pistol turn you into a crystal

The clinical attempts at schizophrenia's critical

I got kids bitch i don't need nick

Superfly, opposite of basic