This is a song about "Nick jones"

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Obviously detective with it, got em jones in like barnaby

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

Shame on themyour legs too little and your t-shirt big

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

Puts the pieces of decomposing bodies in plastic

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

Something wicked this way comemore than an adversary i'm very quick

A 30 rack, nick of grass, an acid tab

She gonna chauffer, after let's call a cab

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

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

Leave them with a smaller buzz, lowest thing, vagina swollen

He's a mixture of mathers, jones, and lamont coleman,

Now son is the only onegrows up in adoption homes

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