This is a song about "I am nice guy"

Im a nice guy with a spice of hate just for lunch

I coulda sworn that budweiser can read fruit punch

I am not the guy that you wanna cross

Had to get my utmost feeted sleep cause

Lets act out our lives you'll be the nice guy and i'll be the prick,

But when i come around her crib, i go in on this chick

"you got nice earrings", i think he muttered.

My shirt, purple label my shirt

Don't tail me, nah i won't play nice

An ipod mind to you walkman guys

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

I'll take everybody,i'll kill yeezy no hate,but im done being the nice guy

Then i lay down on my nice pillow

She probably had a reason though

Cause they don't give a fuck about usbut when i start to rise

A nice guy, trying to get by, on the outside filled with life