This is a song about "Panic"

Manic and panic, attack your lack of attachment/

Told the fucking faculty that he was at a meeting and

Make the crowd go wild and make em panic

Stuck her toungue out, flirted, played with his dick

So as soon as i hear y'al on some real pro black

I laugh back then grab it asthmatic panic attack

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

Notice it every time i pick up the microphone and spit

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

And a hi-hat made of plastic, nigga's sound is elastic

I bleed from damage, squeak and panic//

She's cute but her forehead's big

Do it like tonyfuck her friendthen i pass her to the big homiegot a sign on my dick

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