This is a song about "Becoming a nurse"

Alerting a nurse casualties get worse with analogy particles

Look itcops are just as crooked as the niggas they chasin'lookin' for role models

You dress like a french maid or maybe a naughty nurse

And only cheat on my broad if i run out of answers

Of being knocked out, and soon a nurse is checking your pulse,

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

We gotta get back to what really matters

My favorite time was killing the nurse

Realitys a nightmare an life doesnt seem fare its becoming a scare,

If you was, i would climb every other stair, i gotta stare

All the bad strippers gotta greet me with the government

I fucked your mom she played nurse i gave her a bomb bucked