This is a song about "Nick jones"

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.

That why when he outta town i make sure she is not alone

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

Now son is the only onegrows up in adoption homes

See i live up in a shotgun home, niggas think they're prophet jones,

Lying to the children when she know you ain't the dad

A 30 rack, nick of grass, an acid tab

And you don’t understand my slang my colloquial’s lovely

Its so crazy jones and az, its so lovely sippin on bubbly

Y'all turn them #crazy #prophets, jim jones, y'all dying today

If you can make it through the night there's a brighter day

I'm haunted by the thoughts of being husband, or a father

And be found, deep down, in davey jones locker.

I am such a renegade, but try to be professional

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