This is a song about "Nice"

I used to have a nine to five

Well alright yo, that shit sounds nice

I can feel your heart beating fast

Stuff it all in, all nice and packed

Thanks pete, that's a nice tweet

Me and my peeps often meet

Disguised as nice but true evil

Never wrong at any level

And, yup, i gave lyrics a reason to want to live

Send you to the afterlife for being half as nice,

Thats a nice gun you have

I can barely wipe my ass

Destined to win, get respect where i live

So many of you can think you're nice,

Cigars imported nice, nigga we alright,

Was he stressing you, wasn’t fucking you right