This is a song about "Panic"

You is just a groupie bitch and groupie bitch, no i am sick

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

Blood stained rhymes cause a frantic panic attack//

So now i’m under pressure i want it bad

I laugh back then grab it asthmatic panic attack

Into something with swag, nigga, don't be mad

I know a bunch of envious niggas don't love my city

You panic cause you cant stand it the literature of me

The way you move in panic is like pieces of scrabble

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Kill everybodythey each got a city to pick to make it our part

Doesn't take much shit to rouse destruction, so let the motherfucking panic start.

I bleed from damage, squeak and panic//

No bullshit, i'm mike with the mic

My hands shaking static cause this diss made you panic

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