This is a song about "Dr seuss"

Great sex, she ain't slept, she can't rest tomorrows that big test

But then the dr. told with confidence what to expect.

Just call up dr. rza, ask em how to break a neck. . .for science

My bitches bad, these niggas mad, i guess it's just what the fame brings

They fasting they won't leave me ate

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

Oh shit its dr dre mixing fucked up cement,

Deliver the bomb shit from the east to west

But i mean damn dr g, just listen to this song

Cuz you f-frontin and f-fakin its just plain wrong

Bad bitches waving at me, real niggas salute

Coming from where tupac, dr. dre and ice cube

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

I was like dr. dre, though, i have to laugh

So sick i made dr. pepper a leper by taking a sip of his favorite drink

Uh, every time i’m in my city, i be acting like my shit don’t stink