This is a song about "Doctors"

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

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

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

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

Fake doctors giving us symptoms of illnesses

Golf wang kill them all nigga, triple six

We up in that magic city throwing up them dollars

Little do they know his parents are both doctors

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

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups