This is a song about "Nick times two"

Rollin' down the four o five

I remember dates, times

Why i'm living keep a pistol just to keep you alive

But you know women lieits like i sent my love with a text two times

Cause i'm ill bitch, they couldn’t make a pill for the rap

A 30 rack, nick of grass, an acid tab

But you know women lieits like i sent my love with a text two times

Really probably waitin' on vh1 to do a lil show called rappers wives

Im number one your number two

Wolf gang, triple six crew

Paper planes, long flights

Relive all the good times

Relive all the good times

Short days, long nights

You're fired and tired, you can't stay up like a limp dick

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