This is a song about "Vicious"

Stab you faster than you can say sid vicious,

Trying to get back to this thing called love

I spit vicious rhymes, you make fictitious lines

Daylight saving times all the time on this block of mines

Uh, yea yea, turn me up a lil bit

I was vicious the minute

I got two whole tears in a bucket

Every blow that i throw is a vicious hit,

This fucker was twelve and was six foot, with a vicious hook

And i don't cook much but i'm tough with that phone book

She gon have a baby then flee from her education

In a slump, a vicious wreck, lock and hold the nation,

Hitting the big spliffs while i'm spitting vicious

Shitto me that shit sound delicious

Youve witnessed how i gave them the business so vicious

I'm in new york now, like akeem and semmi was