This is a song about "Doctors"

And stabbing this ice cube look-a-like to show you a nigga with attitude

Doctors told me your mom had a deformation, but its ok dude, i may be rude,

Fake doctors giving us symptoms of illnesses

That's flyer than a wrestler, you don't want to mess with

Cause i’ve been counting all this dirty paper for a minute

No doctors and lawyers or nurses and cops, just fast food,

And now you in the hospital, the doctors got a breathing unit,

Rollin’ and chokin’ and movin’ slow motion, i’m floatin' on good

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

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

Its fine i get that alot, shit i know i aint hot, doctors keep givin me a shot,

She blushed, the clothes came off, and i bust heri'm up now, ready to get drunk on the block

You see the way i move, i am in another gear

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