This is a song about "Wickedness"

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

Ha, i'm super freaky, no top on the ghini, no flaw in my diamonds

Black women hold it down shawty, it's all love

Sickness spreadin wishin i could end the wickedness

Ruler of undying wickedness

They getting deals with thier weak buzz

I rebuke his wickedness cause i aint no pagan

Rectum, i'm like a chromosome i always x them

The way she walks and causes a fuss

To measure the sickness and wickedness

Never tell em bend over i just make em’ take a bow

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

They gonna burn in hell for this wickedness/

Fuck what them niggas saying i aspire for greatness