This is a song about "Nick vozella"

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

Whenever i'm through, you already on the phone

Roll it up and ensure that everything's fat

A 30 rack, nick of grass, an acid tab

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

Bet they cancel they date like waking up late with a pimple

She's cute but her forehead's big

I got kids bitch i don't need nick

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

Thought this was forever love

Nick all the worlds childrens presents

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

If no one's there to listen guess i'll put it in the music

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

But i'm giving it foundation when i write lyric