While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for
Theraphy sessions with my self, dr. mims its time to go slower
Sorry mark i don’t want offend your sisters good friend
But then the dr. told with confidence what to expect.
So i, i stack paper and keep it ghetto
Call all my closes homies dr though
Now i'm living out my dreams
With the rhythm and beats
Mentally, essentially influenced by illest of beats
You know the common statistic inspired by hoop dreams
I’m getting beats, well i’m making beats
Little more weed, first class seats
Dr. dre, don't just stand there, operate!
Dropped out of school never made it to the 12th grade
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