This is a song about "Wicked rapping"

But he don't rule a thing

Ever since i started rapping,

Call me whatever joe

Because of my wicked flow

My wicked ways are like a vicious vice

Mine? type: nice. light come off the white ice

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

My life is incredibly twisted it's wicked now,

Actually i like a broad that can bag hoes

As i walk down this wicked road. as i do it both.

Spit on em and say "fuck that wicked tax"

Couldn’t adapt to naps, i wear caps

Straight g thing, double m g thing

What you're lacking is good rapping/