This is a song about "Clinical panther"

I don't care what the fuck you do but if fucking speak of me you will

My rhymes are biddable, physical, clinical to your health even critical

But hey yo look, money from across the street

I am i can sam i sand with cans of panther meat

I ain't clinical but your minimal syllable bars are not fixable

Don't ask for trouble, cause we blow the roof off and let you crumble in the rubble/

Clinical pain, i have a fuckin cynical brain,

When i'm working for certain, i'm hurting the game

Fuck wolf gang, fuck what? here let's take a trip

She bout that life ha that pink panther lean she sip

Doin twenty to life in san quentingettin calls from my nigga mike tyson, ain't nuttin nice

#clinical insanity my brain flooded in genetical systems, belonging in therapies

When you next to medo you wanna test me ?put your tired head on my chest

Clinical insanity driven by all of the received torment

I rush to tend her, talked as i touch her

Stole my stripes from the pelt of a now panther