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

Run to the forest like lieutenant dan,

Dj turn me up, ladies this your jam

By any means, if ya like it or not

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

Now you've had a glimpse inside the ill mind of dan bull

All the possessions you possess, and they can't keep your spirit full

February cold as my heart

Rapping bout things that leave mark

Big rob whaddya think nocturnal means

Little more weed, first class seats

Nick all the worlds childrens presents

I can teach you all the sounds of love

Whining and complaining about when you coming home

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