This is a song about "Wicked flow"

It was wicked the image was vividly cryptic

If you still gon' be on some crooked-ass nigga shit

Strange fruit grew from wicked roots, you'd fiend for money trees

She looks better than beyonce, alicia keys

Straight up fuck all y’all nigga's talking about that nigga changed shit

Weak and wicked camoflauged as killers how they speak and kick it

Nigga fuck your role model bitch, i'm my own idol and

Not me im gifted, sick and twisted im wicked, and different

Deathly ties , wicked lies , the hallucination of demonic sides.

Bet they on my dick tonight, all my women fly as shit, why your bitches scared of heights

Cold like the polar vortex, i got wicked frees (freeze)

And danced around the house in all-over print panties

Spit on em and say "fuck that wicked tax"

Switch swag on you little dick fags