WICKEDNESS or WEAKNESS

Eyo Prodegy man, You done made another fire joint OOOOOOh OOh OOh Waaah F*ck Yeah Yeah yeah yeah Walking barefoot in this yellow brick road and I'm feeling like a cynic Wickedness or weakness But I fail to understand why my vision tinted Walking barefoot in this yellow brick road and I'm feeling like a cynic Wickedness or weakness But I fail to understand why my vision tinted Head spinnin' Feelin' lifted Man, that good-good nigga took a sick leave We done flew oh, niggas in their feelings They in their feelings Yeah, yeah, yeah ah Walking barefoot in this yellow brick road and I'm feeling like a cynic Wickedness or weakness But I fail to understand why my vision tinted I don't know when the next ball drop But I know yall gon' pop When I smoke it always hit the top When I trap it always hit the spot I dream of water holding me down The bad kind of holding things down Type of down that's coming with the evils Evil's hanging with the opps now Evel Knievel Jump over the drama I know where I'm headed No stopping no dropping I do this for all of my people Even those who say they love me and cappin' I'm eating don't give me no napkin I'm working, I'm bringin' the cash in I sit on the seat like a fat man Here you think that you know what is happening, yeah You know! the audacity The audac' dawg laladida Dadadidaaa AEY! AEY! AEY! Wo' Woah, woah, woah little nigga Lemme see what you got there nigga Oh no, no, no you stole that lemme take you back home little nigga These streets what you doing out here I can see you a bright little nigga Stay away from weed Stay away from me Stay away from Facebook nigga Even if you make it out there don't put your feelings there Now who am I to say if you wanna see that blue F first hand Look You won't need a map You will need to cap You might need to tap if it's necessary You gon' need to learn something real new Cause that word is kinda scary Walking barefoot in this yellow brick road and I'm feeling like a cynic Wickedness or weakness But I fail to understand why my vision tinted Walking barefoot in this yellow brick road and I'm feeling like a cynic Wickedness or weakness But I fail to understand why my vision tinted Head spinnin' Feelin' lifted Man, that good-good nigga took a sick leave We done flew oh, niggas in their feelings They in their feelings Yeah, yeah, yeah ah Walking barefoot in this yellow brick road and I'm feeling like a cynic Wickedness or weakness But I fail to understand why my vision tinted