This is a song about "Nick the quick"

Am that sick on the mike im so lyricly quick

But i'm giving it foundation when i write lyric

They're coming super quick, like being blown without the wick

With a staggerin' pack of cocaine in the sack of my dick

I'm quick to dismiss the pursuant 'n' glue him to a boat

Yeah, y’all better watch it, mayne, right here we lock and load

Finally i'm at the point where i can spit quick...

I just open up easier when i talk through a mic

Shit! think quick! why the fuck is this..

It's the dc thang, incase you ain't notice

On that water like islands they ain’t swimmin’ you dig

I've been working out my tongue to get the words out quick

Nick all the worlds childrens presents

On the slow jam of love