This is a song about "Doctors"

When he was undressing said it'll only be a minute

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

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

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

Deep into her soul, slow, now he's in controlpop's doing worse, a victim of his deadly curse

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Hayden(starts crying): see? even doctors are afraid of me

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king

You hate doctors (dr.) but you been on [(dr)ugs] you been [(dr)inking]