This is a song about "Nick vozella"

A 30 rack, nick of grass, an acid tab

She's on my line like i'm fishing i got that

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

You better get her, i'm totally into my zone

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

There's a million names for your kind of chronic

Either that or they 4:4, some call them fantastic

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

I got kids bitch i don't need nick

Pitch the rock, mike vick, swag so sick

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

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

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

To make karma come faster than she normally will

Nick all the worlds childrens presents

I ain't used to it, she got that hot love