This is a song about "Mark stef rob mg dan nick"

A 30 rack, nick of grass, an acid tab

I used to want to be the messiah of rap

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

Didn't know her but i'm confirming that she sure gurgled dick

So you snap like mewhen these devils try to plot

The man just laughs and says "there was no rob"

Umm, this lane is open if, if you need

So slow it down dan he didnt deserve this treat

This for my niggas that really rap hard

Watch out for my diacritical mark.

Place a certain exclamation mark,

Alot of niggas fake who go to hard

I got kids bitch i don't need nick

Word spreads fast that your knees spread quick