This is a song about "Nice words"

And when i start to rise

Why can't you just play nice

Mr. automatic bang, bang, bang

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

Bars coming nice and fast

They got me trapped

I just know what you mean

With a nice vanilla cream

An ipod mind to you walkman guys

Well alright yo, that shit sounds nice

Im nice with these in other words perfection

Everybody finger point in your direction

Bars coming nice and fast

You’re on neon lights in my bank

Riding getting nice cause it's nice out

Yea and this is something to think about