This is a song about "Panic bae"

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

Notice it every time i pick up the microphone and spit

Ahhhh, shitwe gonna taste the powerwe started the thug trend

Now you feel the panic and it's fucking widespread

The realizations of a brain in panic mode

That i'd, never ever ever go broke

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

Push you into an old lady bagging plastic

Manic and panic, attack your lack of attachment/

Ready to bust, in the city you don't know who to trust

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

Unless it's steve harvey's buff sister trying to jerk my dick

I laugh back then grab it asthmatic panic attack

Greed written on her face when i bought her first bag