Hey yo, It's 2020 mother fucker, This song, goes out to any cunt that thinks they can fuck with Sickwicked, go catch a case of corona bitches, He, me, dominate thee, rap fame, breeze, flame, seize the city, like Mafia in Sicily, Raising a fist? Will get you killed so quick, some cunts call it wicked, though we prefer the term sick, You yearn to burn shit, we learned to burn sick with two sticks you'se use a few crude tooth picks, don't be fooled by the beat mother fucker, we can turn the heat up, we takin over the world like the creator of B dub, I'm not nasty or a nazi, but this charade you call a party, is over, smoke the grassy go all glassy, wake up sober, you yearn to earn for a range rover? I'll tip the damn thing over, you go need a crowbar just for fuckin with Joker, You're not dope, lines hot like smoke, I'm the coal to this fire, liars lines are like coke, hyped up on whatever bullshit you fools wrote, go pop ya fuckin serequel, y'all faggots bi polar as fuck bro, bet you ain't had enough though, my bro the phanto go slow mo loco on yo, the C4 mojo, Mister dojo, gentleman and ladies, hold your applause yo, we got haters in the audience, who's self esteem is so low, they could never ride solo, lines stink ya need cologne, only gay clubs doin promo, best you could hope for is a free download, So, grab you dicks tits and tid bits if you feelin this bitch, go print the words out, shout like a witness, you just became a witness, to a heyoka religious, your girl got morning sickness, i guess my dicks the biggest, kick the bitch in the cunt for thinking she some sick bitch, I eat pussys for breakfast, noone said they were delicious, full of fuckin carbs, not even nutritious, step to me, the lord offers no forgiveness, I'm so high up, you're gonna get altitude sickness, so stick this on ya fuckin Christmas wish list bitches.