This is a song about "Wicked"

I have a wicked mind that all you rappers lack

Catch me in the city with the trunk on crack

For the next one to call me up talking that shit

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

No fx, in these doper than sess sessions son

These hoes is wicked a female chicken

Because of my wicked flow

I'm ripping the shows, hitting the dough

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

Problem is i shine like two mics under heavy strobe lights

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

My life is incredibly twisted it's wicked now,

Weak and wicked camoflauged as killers how they speak and kick it

In some fucking yellow skinnies looking like a fucking faggot

I call that insecure, sh-sh-shawty think she all that

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