This is a song about "Nick crockett"

Out in haiti, adolescents barely have a home

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

Maybe i'm on lust well you deserve love

Nick all the worlds childrens presents

And they say i'm over heads cuz they don't understand... that

I'm a fighter, a modern day davy crockett

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

Puts the pieces of decomposing bodies in plastic

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

I got my finger on the mothafuckin' pistol

A 30 rack, nick of grass, an acid tab

You, you and you're saying "shit, i been had that

I got kids bitch i don't need nick

Fitted, legitted, hardwood classic

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

On that water like islands they ain’t swimmin’ you dig