This is a song about "He"

The doctor has arrived just be patient

He was in for thrill, he was skilled.

Thinking he wont goddamnit he will

Get my fill on with this grandmother named jill

Nigga, rap, you fuckin' suck probably

He said he would never leave me

As he grew up he got more confused

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

104, that mlk, know i gotta be landover out the way

He didn't answer her he just looked away

Different stage, switching paces like i'm shifting strings

But when he discovered he was hopeless he gathered his things,

He commit suicide

You gotta make sure you aim right