This is a song about "Big nick productions"

See embraces, fall short on the numb tips of street entrepeneur fingers

Parkside productions, no deduction only stacking figures while we blast triggers

A 30 rack, nick of grass, an acid tab

Shout out chrissy, rozay and all that

I'm so damn quick they you would rather stick to that boy nick

Nigga, this nigga's forehead is so fuckin' big

I'm not saying i'm going to change the world

, parkside productions takkng over your suburb!

Even if i roll i'm a forever going to be home

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

Slaughterhouse, big sean, and big smalls,

Inside my heads telling me evil thoughts

Henny got me spinnin like a fuc*in hurricane kick

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