This is a song about "Nick lancaster"

I got kids bitch i don't need nick

If his bitch insist on getting sick

Nick all the worlds childrens presents

My nigga, its all love

You gon' miss a good thing, end up bitter alone

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

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

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

I like my glasses full, as if my eyes is big

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

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

Tie titanium around their neck and watch em panic

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

See i let my nigga split that