This is a song about "Nick vozella"

Swearin', he can save memy stratagies official

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

A 30 rack, nick of grass, an acid tab

I was born back, wolf pack, nigga fuck that

Push you into an old lady bagging plastic

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

Nick all the worlds childrens presents

Blew twenty bands in that king of diamonds

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

Something wicked this way comemore than an adversary i'm very quick

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

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

Word spreads fast that your knees spread quick

I got kids bitch i don't need nick

Said fifty for a song, and they won’t leave me alone

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