This is a song about "Really nice things"

Not king james, these were coke kings

I would do awful awful things

Why can't you just play nice

I used to have a nine to five

//hah, nice one, that's funny man//

Fuck that nigga, wolf gang

Nice flow / my minds dope

I know you just doing your job

Believe me baby i really really would, i leave in the morning my things are already packed,

Until i'mma gonei bust on bad boy middle finger to da bratdon't get your young ass smacked

Keep me a bitch with some sexy thighs

Don't tail me, nah i won't play nice

I'm in your head like mnemonic device

A girl got in she was looking really nice

The game's got cancer, i radiate the crowd

Riding getting nice cause it's nice out