This is a song about "Nick surge"

Nick all the worlds childrens presents

Thought this was forever love

Im still here but i can't skate

Earthquake surge, no mistake,

Earthquake surge, no mistake,

I get my paper, y'all just hate

Got the urge, suddenly it's a surge

But use tomorrow as a mull again, church

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

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

Hit it then i quit it ‘fore she even made the bed

Immersed in the words that surge when i spurt from my high head.

Then i'm bustin' like an uzi in this bougie ass chick

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

She bend it over, make that thing look like a work of art

Stalk silently, sinking slightly smaller, simmer to surge lets start