This is a song about "Doctors"

The doctors at the hospital did an analysis

That’s like a complacent atheist is asking for jesus

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

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

Fake doctors giving us symptoms of illnesses

Oh yeah we're old as fuck, we didn't have our glasses

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

She blushed, the clothes came off, and i bust heri'm up now, ready to get drunk on the block