This is a song about "Dr ugs"

Coming from where tupac, dr. dre and ice cube

Yeah, real or fake, bitch!hotter then the summer coupe

It's no drought were i be, bitch no police, here's fire wings

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

Oh shit its dr dre mixing fucked up cement,

Full of paranoid drug dealers, to the end my friend

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

They swore that i was all fuckin' nuts like a gay porn

Rozay in effect, know how to make her wet

You to me is dr. seuss to a steinbeck

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

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

Theraphy sessions with my self, dr. mims its time to go slower

Never will you survive if you ever rhyme for a poser