This is a song about "Wicked flow"

Ghetto whip you lisa like your margerie and homer's kid

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

It was wicked the image was vividly cryptic

Hypetrack that and send it, nigga it's a sack shit

I'm spitting kinds of wicked rhymes, know i've got the sickest lines,

You listenin' to her is leaving you with empty nights

These hoes is wicked a female chicken

Can’t you see just how long my run

My life is incredibly twisted it's wicked now,

Used to nun-chuck em, now i got to donatello bow

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing

And just like the wicked witch your fainting

Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit

I'm psychotic, wicked thoughts? don't worry, my minds got it.