This is a song about "Manic"

They see me in that lavender tank, you'd rather just faint

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

It's tragic, i'm manic

Whips ain't shit but my kicks look sick

Manic candidate for a different planet

I ain't trying to conflict: nickels to dimes and shit

We gon' rep the city of folarin straight, that bait

As i, fall deeper into a manic state

Saying fuck a nigga quick, quick

Such a manic in a zone of panic/

Go on, suck it up; but hurry, i got nuts to bust

Manic and panic, attack your lack of attachment/

I can't stand all the manic fans and stans, i'll just watch #anime,

Looked to the heavens and asked him to make a better way

Killing till they're real rap people at the top instead manic flops

Metaphors in every color, these indelible bars