This is a song about "Cuban doctor"

Umm, this lane is open if, if you need

Got a letter from the doctor saying to meet.

Snazzy like a doctor, white converse sneakers.

I refuse to be another being on this earth

Doctor: im startin to believe what you say

But i get you, i bang with you the long way

You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir

Got no patience, cause i'm not a doctor

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

But now vice versa story changed he became a rapper, doctor,

Lookin back in my yearbook, all the years took

Four cuban links on my neck, trap out the hood

They two now, and haven’t seen their godfather yet

Doctor: come again? you strangled a neck?

That damier bag i bought her

It's way past the work of a doctor,