This is a song about "Panic bae"

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

Didn't know her but i'm confirming that she sure gurgled dick

I just open up easier when i talk through a mic

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

I laugh back then grab it asthmatic panic attack

To getting rich off a dream, i throw it the bag

Blood stained rhymes cause a frantic panic attack//

Dead faces keep my money in a body bag

Now you feel the panic and it's fucking widespread

Guess it's something like your girl, nigga it ain't came yet

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

Puts the pieces of decomposing bodies in plastic

Such a manic in a zone of panic/

She got the bomb, i'm talking tick tick