This is a song about "Nick horstkamp"

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

You're goin' to hear this and begin to ride on my dick

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

I got my finger on the mothafuckin' pistol

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

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

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

It's time to turn the streets into a war zone

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

Let me teach you all the sounds of love

Nick all the worlds childrens presents

I got kids bitch i don't need nick

But they say we ain't big

You, you, you have to pay for that

A 30 rack, nick of grass, an acid tab