This is a song about "Wickedness"

I'm tryna follow money, she tryna fall in love

They gonna burn in hell for this wickedness/

Sickness spreadin wishin i could end the wickedness

See my desire for the lust, fucked up what was love

I rebuke his wickedness cause i aint no pagan

Shit and run back to the lab, need assistance from

I never gave a fuck and that's what they love

To measure the sickness and wickedness

Here i go again, searching for love

Ruler of undying wickedness

And my wickedness will get a heap of people just like wow,

Would i stay with her, or separate or move along now

Wickedness 'til i'm spittin' like a mischievous militant on stimulants

My money quite loquacious, so commas riddle my statements