This is a song about "Doctors"

And have the doctors piece you back together.... with any luck.

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

But i'm a different route, hip-hop lyric route

No doctors and lawyers or nurses and cops, just fast food,

Hayden(starts crying): see? even doctors are afraid of me

They hating, patrolling and trying to catch me riding dirty

These engineers and doctors and lawyers, they would never fear,

Could you speak up and stop mu-mumbling, i don't think you came in clear

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

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

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

They need to be prostate doctors, how they going after butts

All you fucking bloggin' faggots yappin' up that extra shit

And now you in the hospital, the doctors got a breathing unit,

Little do they know his parents are both doctors

Most of them ain't conscious, they just monsters