This is a song about "Nick dumas"

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

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

A 30 rack, nick of grass, an acid tab

I was born back, wolf pack, nigga fuck that

Look, she love me from them poems, and them songs, in my zone

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

Majors misbehaving i'mma have to take it digital

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

Got a sign on my dick

I got kids bitch i don't need nick

There's a million names for your kind of chronic

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

Nick all the worlds childrens presents

She can make a pimp fall in love

I like my glasses full, as if my eyes is big

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