This is a song about "Nick jr"

Then i'm bustin' like an uzi in this bougie ass chick

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

Into something with swag, nigga, don't be mad

A 30 rack, nick of grass, an acid tab

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

Tie titanium around their neck and watch em panic

Nick all the worlds childrens presents

She need now, she ain't never needed love

The killer clown john wayne gacy jr. painting

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

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

They must come with a bible, swine flu, and a pistol

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

Killing these niggas off quick

I got kids bitch i don't need nick