This is a song about "Nice"

In this cracked crack fag back slab in disguise

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

We will never die, we are forever alive

Send you to the afterlife for being half as nice,

Thats a nice gun you have

Bring your pen and your weed stash

I'm the head coach of the team

With a nice vanilla cream

So many of you can think you're nice,

Because i see right through your disguise

Dreamin big wanna have nice cars big house

Cause i'm now, livin' this life with foolproof doubts

Sneak is loose and kids taste so nice

This is how she want to live

Follow your heart you’ll make that fast

Stuff it all in, all nice and packed