This is a song about "Nick vozella"

A 30 rack, nick of grass, an acid tab

I know the world been waiting for that

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

Make room for the groom married to his music

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

Do it like tonyfuck her friendthen i pass her to the big homiegot a sign on my dick

And skinny jeans ain't quite the lick

I got kids bitch i don't need nick

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

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

I like my glasses full, as if my eyes is big

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

Nick all the worlds childrens presents

He dont want the diamonds

Though surrounded by an entourage, i feel like i'm alone

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