This is a song about "Doctors"

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

Middle finger missing so i can not give a fuck

Know i’m reppin’ this, shoot and i don’t ever miss

Fake doctors giving us symptoms of illnesses

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

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

The doctors at the hospital did an analysis

Are you afraid of a thug? and have you ever made love

Ghetto whip you lisa like your margerie and homer's kid

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

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

And when you up in wet willies, you ain't even thinking