This is a song about "Nick roggan"

P.s eh i ain't trying to nit pick

I got kids bitch i don't need nick

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

He thinks aw, forget it, its so insignificant and little

Now i'm taking these pills and i ain't even sick

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

Grown man shit tonight no romance shit and you should make this bedroom like monday night at magic

But in fact all u needs is a nick and a small flick, just to fall like a broken stick.

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

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

You, you, you have to pay for that

A 30 rack, nick of grass, an acid tab

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

Gets older, bolder, and cold cause he's left alone

Nick all the worlds childrens presents

Let's have a toast for this new love