This is a song about "Nick moyes"

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

Drink whatever's left, kill the pussy, tombstone

I got kids bitch i don't need nick

No bullshit, i'm mike with the mic

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

And whack hoes hatin' on key out in public

You, you, you have to pay for that

A 30 rack, nick of grass, an acid tab

It’s hard when starving marcus garvey messed with malcolm little

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

Here i go again, searching for love

Nick all the worlds childrens presents

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