This is a song about "Nick jumeau"

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

And naw that ain't your girl, dog, but you be feelin' that chick

Nick all the worlds childrens presents

Trying to get back to this thing called love

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

Even if i roll i'm a forever going to be home

These hoes ain't checking for no nigga with no vehicle

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

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

Shit this life gets overwhelming and more then hectic

A 30 rack, nick of grass, an acid tab

So i'mma talk about a little bit of that

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.

Small, but you talkin' big

I got kids bitch i don't need nick