This is a song about "Wicked sian"

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

You listenin' to her is leaving you with empty nights

And just like the wicked witch your fainting

Who dat, who dat? i got them saying

My wicked ways are like a vicious vice

Uhh, addicts arise, when i arrive

And i rap like a nigga who invented rap

My rhymes is wicked my rhymes is whack,

It's wolf gang barking keep you up like car alarms and shit

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

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

In this rusty cunt, that won a cup in collectin' dust

I'll paint you with my tongue and stay in those bikini lines

Wicked lines thicker than vines, sicker than despicable signs