This is a song about "Nick naming guns"

Haters just hate but yet they don't know squat like a leg lift

But when it comes to naming shit just know that im the laziest

These chalance give me balance

You can't evade my guns,

I pack more soul than chicago packs guns,

Pocket with a cash full of bashful weapons

Remember my guns like a mic,

I bet you hear that white music

Back with a vengeance

Artillery weak with guns

Tranquilizer guns fertilizing these soiled ones

Sometimes you buy the ring, with no problems you will love

Bet they cancel they date like waking up late with a pimple

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

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

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