This is a song about "Mani"

Call me erratic hate, a static face with a manic taste,

On my family’s hate for the young boy they raised.

I'm famished, i didn't plan this, this rap hit was manic, but it'll take ten dicks

Cigarettes when i'm finished, it's rigorous, to win this meager diss

It's tragic, i'm manic

I bleed from damage, squeak and panic//