This is a song about "Panic bae"

Pitch the rock, mike vick, swag so sick

Make the crowd go wild and make em panic

Do not give a fuck i've got the swagger of a virgin's dick

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

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

Like ellen degeneres clitoris is playing with dick

Angled like drafting italics, while you're ass is in panic n' dangled from fabric

Grown man shit tonight no romance shit and you should make this bedroom like monday night at magic

With a staggerin' pack of cocaine in the sack of my dick

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

Its tragic tho, been cast a role to crash into traffic slamming in panic to a faggot hoe

In your ears as i kiss ya, on every curveslow down baby don't rush, i like it slow

Im speedin thru this traffic in a panic

Bad bitches onlygot a sign on my dick

Next time dont panic when your raped by samurai jack

This the ambition anthem, i flowed it to the flag