This is a song about "Nick crockett"

I got kids bitch i don't need nick

Killing these niggas off quick

I'm a fighter, a modern day davy crockett

I can say ghettoest ‘cause i come from where metal spit

A 30 rack, nick of grass, an acid tab

I used to want to be the messiah of rap

Nick will pop to with a pistol turn you into a crystal

I got my finger on the mothafuckin' pistol

And one day you're gone grow to be a rolling stone

My name is nick nack pattie wack give a dog a bone

I'm so damn quick they you would rather stick to that boy nick

You is just a groupie bitch and groupie bitch, no i am sick

Nick all the worlds childrens presents

Let's have a toast for this new love

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

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