This is a song about "Dr hoffman medicine"

So well it's a spell, hell, makes me wanna shoop, shoop, shoop

Coming from where tupac, dr. dre and ice cube

Sedated from testin different medicine i've invested in

So both of our imaginations are creations of the fucking situation

But once the smoke clears, you right back where you was

Medicine in my metaphors like cannabis

Shit and run back to the lab, need assistance from

So i can give him a taste of his own medicine

And he tryna make it front row to the show to throw me one

Curing depression with my pen's special medicine.

Magic city tipping them

Not knowing he needed medicine

Ay, there ain't no telling

Fuck they think they is dr. king?

Dr. dre, don't just stand there, operate!

They fasting they won't leave me ate