This is a song about "Wicked family"

And every nigga suddenly be rappin bout that trap shit

Corporate executive who doesn't give a fuck, i'm wicked,

Just to kick it while he listen to me rage spittin wicked

Sixty-two, without no tint; missing roof on my new shit

A military mind mean money

Now i'm missin my family

These hoes is wicked a female chicken

Hard to move on when you always regret one

Or even near to my family

It's a battlejust for tha big money

Bizzle i respect you and your stance but it's wicked,

Complexion from heaven don't be bleaching your shit

I've got health and family,

If you don’t recognize, you gon’ see