This is a song about "Doctors"

Little do they know his parents are both doctors

See me, i’d rather cut let ya body give birth

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

They need to be prostate doctors, how they going after butts

But you seemed to neglect the indirect correct intellect of this sect of doctors.

Just went back to collegeshe is my dancer, when she dance i throw her dollars

You strapped to machines, barley alive. doctors saying its a miracle,

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

And have the doctors piece you back together.... with any luck.

Tell them to keep it running, i’m keeping the grass cut

New dough for the new year and i sumo on a rap peer

These engineers and doctors and lawyers, they would never fear,