This is a song about "Nice gyy"

Motherfucking nice and plain

I ain't interested in fame

Them haters wishing they could see my demise

Never thought to think that maybe im being to nice,

We ain't buying cds, we striving to live

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

Riding getting nice cause it's nice out

The game's got cancer, i radiate the crowd

Uhh, addicts arise, when i arrive

Prove that if you were half as nice,

Bars coming nice and fast

And bijies like im out and

We could go someplace nice

Take her back to where i live

Because i see right through your disguise

Sneak is loose and kids taste so nice