This is a song about "Manic"

So manic, a rampant rant a signature of the

Hold my pistoland wrap your arms around a nigga

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

That likes walking with his hips bragging about his marijuana hits.

Motherfuck my phone, it never has reception

I'll start a bout that will leave you in manic depression

Such a manic in a zone of panic/

If i give a fuck, it's probably from my dick

Get depressed, commit suicide, manic

Push you into an old lady bagging plastic

Shards, everything is just a house of manic cards.

All on the furniture with no regards

The manic is back with brainiac by his left

Its all gun bustin, its such a lack of the subject