This is a song about "Wicked is goo"

My rhymes is wicked my rhymes is whack,

Imma need to know now can a brotha crack

It was wicked the image was vividly cryptic

You're fired and tired, you can't stay up like a limp dick

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

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

Dmv so we used to the waiting

And just like the wicked witch your fainting

Got a bunch of haters, plus i got more to count

All i got is my phone to practice my wicked sound

Complexion from heaven don't be bleaching your shit

Home of the free and land of the wicked

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

Smile on my face got me feeling like the shit

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

So if i'm not clubbing, don't think i'm on some jerk shit