This is a song about "Nick sam alex luke"

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.

My ex bitch bitter now cause everything sweet

I am i can sam i sand with cans of panther meat

So the homie wale can leave the hook right

Luke skywalker tried to force you off the side,

I got kids bitch i don't need nick

If his bitch insist on getting sick

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

They must come with a bible, swine flu, and a pistol

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

Tie titanium around their neck and watch em panic

A 30 rack, nick of grass, an acid tab

I was born back, wolf pack, nigga fuck that

Tko sam ja, sta si ti

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free