This is a song about "Nick saba"

I'm seeing things that's being mean making me sick

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

Fuck the source, i'm on cover of rolling stone

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

Nick all the worlds childrens presents

She need now, she ain't never needed love

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

Take a couple bits, bitch kibbles, bitch i gotta riddle

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

We touch down in moscow and take flicks like click click

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

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

Pepe le pew my music

I got kids bitch i don't need nick

So i'mma talk about a little bit of that

A 30 rack, nick of grass, an acid tab