This is a song about "Doctors"

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

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

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

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

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

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

Only feel sorry for crack babies and rape victims

I'm trying to get you hot and wet you know jacuzzi that shit

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

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

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

Fake doctors giving us symptoms of illnesses

Welcome back to class, bitch, grab on to your glasses