This is a song about "Too nice"

Sky high, iced out paradise

Prove that if you were half as nice,

Call the network dipset family ties

Well alright yo, that shit sounds nice

Sneak is loose and kids taste so nice

She's flawless like some uncut ice

Let me tell what it was like, the shoe, it was nice and yellow too

But every nigga who can read gotta get his issue

Send you to the afterlife for being half as nice,

Them haters wishing they could see my demise

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true

That if you were half as nice at songs, you can sacrifice virgins too

Get ya' cake right, every chicken wanna slice

Never thought to think that maybe im being to nice,