This is a song about "I m a nice guy"

You just don't like what i'm doing, the lyrics twitter my image

I´m a legend, a bigger dick in a vanilla wrapper bitch.

I coulda sworn that budweiser can read fruit punch

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

Do you think you'll ever get to the point where you can live

I bring the spice, it's nice, strife and hype, a trife life,

Then my mom met this guy, yeah he seemed nice

Keep me a bitch with some sexy thighs

Now i m gonna tell u a real story....

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

They gon tell you that's a lie, lie, lie

Going school try to be the nice guy.

Kush, baby mama-less; yeah no seeds

I'm not crazy i 'm doing gods deeds

It's "cop fast and move that quickly" or cops crash

Me i got a nice house, car and some cash