This is a song about "Doctors"

I'm a team player, i ain't tryna be no king

You hate doctors (dr.) but you been on [(dr)ugs] you been [(dr)inking]

Its fine i get that alot, shit i know i aint hot, doctors keep givin me a shot,

They even raped her so we blazed they padautomatic shots rang out, on every block

You strapped to machines, barley alive. doctors saying its a miracle,

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Deep into her soul, slow, now he's in controlpop's doing worse, a victim of his deadly curse

But you seemed to neglect the indirect correct intellect of this sect of doctors.

Doctors told me your mom had a deformation, but its ok dude, i may be rude,

And stabbing this ice cube look-a-like to show you a nigga with attitude

Your grind's feeble, i'm regal, really, i'm willy smith

Fake doctors giving us symptoms of illnesses

Sometimes you buy the ring, with no problems you will love

The doctors at the hospital did an analysis