This is a song about "Doctor without limits"

Ripping the limits of quickness when i'm spitting this sick shit

I said boss and i meant that; advance, you spent that

Whether it's god almighty, or the almighty dollar

What can i do about your pain, i am not a doctor

To be walkin this borderline of detroit city limits

I put you over my money, all of my nice kicks

Its no days off, although i'm bored to work

Doctor why does feelin like an outcast hurt?

And skinny jeans ain't quite the lick

Doctor: alright but make it quick

My shirt, purple label my shirt

You were just what the doctor ordered

Get rid of you bitch, i haven't even taken it to the limits

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks

Thinking how i could rid evil and let the good conquer

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