This is a song about "Nikki mina s"

Sky high, iced out paradise

It´s the battle of life

The outline which you n****s out dated

If it's right tonight, i might bite that

Get wit this 90's baby tupac shit

Or let the mob handle that

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

Body holy water blessed, i'm feeling the stress

My bitches ballin' to the maya moore's, yes

If only i could go back into the 80’s

Bad, just like an 80's car

You know...you know who you are

Ha, the envy of dime dealers

Money, cash, hoes, 420's the cleverest verse,

So the ones eye has freak don't run

And that´s how it has begun