This is a song about "Nick lanich"

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

I got kids bitch i don't need nick

Killing these niggas off quick

Puts the pieces of decomposing bodies in plastic

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

Chat up your lookin off your knee pad

A 30 rack, nick of grass, an acid tab

Nick all the worlds childrens presents

On the slow jam of love

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

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

10 million off of mixtapes before i drop a single

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

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

Look, she love me from them poems, and them songs, in my zone