This is a song about "Izzy and widespread panic"

Then i'm bustin' like an uzi in this bougie ass chick

I've had it. i can feel death but i dont feel panic

Wale folarin somethin they can't ever smoke

The realizations of a brain in panic mode

Stuck her toungue out, flirted, played with his dick

Im speedin thru this traffic in a panic

Do it like tonyfuck her friendthen i pass her to the big homiegot a sign on my dick

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

Kill me with a chainsaw, and let my balls dangle

The way you move in panic is like pieces of scrabble

Niggas lookin like larry holmes, flabby and sick

Pavin' my way so i don't lay in waste an panic,

Aint no surgery here girl all of this is organic, dont panic

Everybody judging off a single i ain't even pick

Tell bush to push tha button cause i'm fed

Now you feel the panic and it's fucking widespread