This is a song about "Emergency"

And every woman looking at you knew that you was lucky

Doctor: no!!! nurse get in here! we have an emergency!

"hello this is 9-1-1 what's your emergency?"

That bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

Now you stuck up in my mothafucking basement all bloody

Dis not an emergency but could possibly be perversity

I'll be the underline i'm-trynna get beside you like the number 9, dime

Man... this don't feel right... this is an emergency, what if i can't stop it this time?

Everybody watching while you touching real money

I'll confess i'm just rushin it, always feels like an emergency

Baby, just come close, let me play in your hair

That my stomach's in need of emergency care,

Leaving you circus freaks needing emergency surgery

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see