This is a song about "Nick broeks is a nigger"

Stalkin santa cause i could give a fuck for saint nick,

I grew up on circuit boys and go-go music

Fame is a drug i knew that before jay said that

A 30 rack, nick of grass, an acid tab

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Gift and a curse, the center of attention

Play with life like a game, so i'm a nigger with my own spinner

Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her

And then donkey punch every other nigger cause they all just bologna

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

But all i hear is "nigger nigger" my rhymes are sicker

But in fact all u needs is a nick and a small flick, just to fall like a broken stick.

Something wicked this way comemore than an adversary i'm very quick

Black foamposites, it's like we on that mobbing shit

Nigger this, whitey that man i don't understand it,