This is a song about "Emergency"

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

That my stomach's in need of emergency care,

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Leaving you circus freaks needing emergency surgery

And you don’t understand my slang my colloquial’s lovely

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

And every woman looking at you knew that you was lucky

Dis not an emergency but could possibly be perversity

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

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

I must be goin' out my mindlike i'm up against the worldthis guerilla team of mine

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

Rearrange yo rocks you got a gang of friends, money

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