This is a song about "Nick kyrgios"

Puts the pieces of decomposing bodies in plastic

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

Maybe i'm on lust well you deserve love

Nick all the worlds childrens presents

Though surrounded by an entourage, i feel like i'm alone

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

A 30 rack, nick of grass, an acid tab

Mortal kombat, my shit is beyond rap

I am such a renegade, but try to be professional

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

I'm recordin' that shit on the fuckin' little mic

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

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

But it seems like a scene outta flick

I got kids bitch i don't need nick