This is a song about "Destruction of a hospital"

So illogical, go to a hospital to get my dick fixed

Shakin' like it's parkinsons from the clitoris of kelly clarkson's dick

Waking up in the hospital a few weeks later,

Especially if you don't know what you fightin' for

My effort is contagious, so check this boa shit

Now my homie's in the hospital with a breathing unit,

They should take me to a hospital that has some psychiatric

Everybody judging off a single i ain't even pick

You let it slide, i hit home-runs, clean her dugout till i’m done

A chronicled naysaying of a hospital patient, a nautical mason,

That i'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shit

To bring devilish destruction upon a customers spirit

You watch your mouth around my mama you couldn't cuss mani had a down ass homie though; we ran the streets

The pain of the memories of you in the hospital last, forever and a day it seems.