This is a song about "Nice ghr"

You heard the price, on my neck herds of ice

Send you to the afterlife for being half as nice,

Prove that if you were half as nice

I need a backyard full court size

A couple of hookers, nice ass

Cause you're most likely to crash

We hustle to survive

We could go someplace nice

Pushing in my mama van

//hah, nice one, that's funny man//

Crooked cops got a nigga scared to drive

Prove that if you were half as nice,

Spend the night with me, we'll talk and

Bars coming nice and fast

I guess she thought she'd get away, wouldn't hear the cries

Passos told me "it's a good job.really nice"