This is a song about "Nick drossos"

Nick all the worlds childrens presents

We don't ever make love

And she got the bomb, i'm talking tick tick

I got kids bitch i don't need nick

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

Grown man shit tonight no romance shit and you should make this bedroom like monday night at magic

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

I just open up easier when i talk through a mic

My jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap

A 30 rack, nick of grass, an acid tab

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

Push you into an old lady bagging plastic

Verizon dissed me too cause i was too political

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

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

Though surrounded by an entourage, i feel like i'm alone