This is a song about "Nice"

So many of you can think you're nice,

Matter fact i dreamed that i lived twice

Nice flow / my minds dope

Around my way, i'm cut throat

Nice hotel, nice weed, nice beer, nice ass

Cause you're most likely to crash

I used to have a nine to five

We could go someplace nice

Fast money like zakat al-fitr, break fast

Stuff it all in, all nice and packed

My issue isn't televised and you ain't gotta tell the wise

Don't you dare play dirty don't you be teachers pet and nice

Shout out my nigga reggie bush that just gets you the highs

Send you to the afterlife for being half as nice,

With a nice vanilla cream

Starin at the wall, heard a scream