This is a song about "Wicked is goo"

But you niggas too weak, but just give me 2 weeks and i'm good

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

Like my old prom suit that i wore with the tag

My rhymes is wicked my rhymes is whack,

Because of my wicked flow

Ima keep that on the low

And yo i'm not kidding, my songs can be seriously wicked,

Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit

It's wicked how the news is bended and twisted,

Hop on twitter, perpetrate we doing big shit

All i got is my phone to practice my wicked sound

My self-respect i leave that, in the lost and found

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

Never been to the moon this reefer will help you visit

Get off a key like i can’t sing

And just like the wicked witch your fainting