This is a song about "Nice"

Thats a nice gun you have

Got my foot on the gas

Stuck in my high, afraid of heights, i'm trapped

Stuff it all in, all nice and packed

Don't tail me, nah i won't play nice

Uhh, addicts arise, when i arrive

An ipod mind to you walkman guys

Prove that if you were half as nice,

Why i'm living keep a pistol just to keep you alive

Send you to the afterlife for being half as nice,

Sneak is loose and kids taste so nice

This is how she want to live

Fuck trout, you bout? let's fish for ice

We could go someplace nice