This is a song about "Dont panic"

Pay dues like a hair salon

Dont fall in love dont move on,

And panned out, i'm all in love

I hope they dont notice

You're a divorced slut and you can't suck dick

Make the crowd go wild and make em panic

To make karma come faster than she normally will

The way you move in panic is like pieces of scrabble

Titanic coming out of the atlantic causing panic

I can say ghettoest ‘cause i come from where metal spit

If his bitch insist on getting sick

Such a manic in a zone of panic/

Angled like drafting italics, while you're ass is in panic n' dangled from fabric

Grown man shit tonight no romance shit and you should make this bedroom like monday night at magic