This is a song about "Wicked ways"

So, i’m on some 40 days and night shit

Home of the free and land of the wicked

I’m turned up, i can’t feel my face

Just all them fucking low life teacher ways.

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

The coupe i’m in is rented, i ain’t wit’ all that commitment shit

All the the errors of our ways,

Slow and steady wins this race

And i refuse to camoflauge with other guys

My wicked ways are like a vicious vice

Because of my wicked flow

I'm just saying, i ain't bitching though

Pinning and sticks in its ways

And i got them gold bottles, first place