This is a song about "Panic bae"

Tell me i ain't god's son, nigga mom a virginwe got evicted had to leave the burbs, back in the ghetto

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

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh

And thats why u seen me all over ya bae, nigga

Feeling like it’s ramadan and i just need a bite quick

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

I'm seeing things that's being mean making me sick

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

Such a manic in a zone of panic/

Over 20 homes, but i need a chick

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

Either that or they 4:4, some call them fantastic