This is a song about "Nick zabawa"

Late night to the early morn, i been such a rolling stone

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

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

Niggas lookin like larry holmes, flabby and sick

You, you, you have to pay for that

A 30 rack, nick of grass, an acid tab

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

You is just a groupie bitch and groupie bitch, no i am sick

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

Grown man shit tonight no romance shit and you should make this bedroom like monday night at magic

Nick all the worlds childrens presents

My nigga, its all love

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

They must come with a bible, swine flu, and a pistol

And she got the bomb, i'm talking tick tick

I got kids bitch i don't need nick