This is a song about "Roasting nick coxe"

A 30 rack, nick of grass, an acid tab

It's cause of you, see, you let him do that

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

You're fired and tired, you can't stay up like a limp dick

I'm a team player, i ain't tryna be no king

Stop the boasting our i start roasting and toasting

You're reaching new heights, and i ain't kiss you just a little

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

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 all the worlds childrens presents

As she goes through the levels

I got kids bitch i don't need nick

Killing these niggas off quick

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

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