This is a song about "Ebola patients"

There comes a time for waiting and patients

Destined to win, get respect where i live

This meditation your in is the flow i provide for my patients

Cause it'll never be the same hereso i wipe away the tears

Fuck having these relations, i'd rather make them my patients.

Like a condom that's scuffed up, i'm the wrong one to fuck with

Rather be in the studio then out buying drinks

Must be the sickness that grows inside cancer patients,

Of the vhs especially during sex baby

Running out of patience, but being patients the key

And me, cool & dre gettin' high like planes

With patients playing, payday for the day gains

Of hearin screams at my concerts, me all my childhood peers

Don't wait for someone else to blow like you was patients.