This is a song about "Nick perry"

I don't care about your drive unless you talkin' ridin' dick

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

I got kids bitch i don't need nick

I bet you hear that white music

The streets in need of a king, you can tell 'em i’m home

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

I can teach you all the sounds of love

Nick all the worlds childrens presents

Puts the pieces of decomposing bodies in plastic

Stalkin santa cause i could give a fuck for saint 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

To make karma come faster than she normally will

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

Then i will gladly go back to my emo rap

A 30 rack, nick of grass, an acid tab