This is a song about "Hospital and recovery"

I love it when it's girl upon girl with one manay, put your butt on my mustache, fuck that

While i take them all at once and fuse it im o'ding hospital care i refused it

I'll storm down blundering muttering "recovery"

Satin to the silks, i'm icy when it's sunny

He pushing cause his goal's to be higher with the lord

Hospital time and bills that they couldn't afford

Looked to the heavens and asked him to make a better way

To the hospital when he takes his last breath and passes away

Cause so far i done witnessed to many dead niggas in caskets

A rocker kid, you in the hospital, and got a lot of slits,

Blasting recovery, windows down, so your buddies dash, my buddies laugh

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

If i was in a different position would i still need recovery?

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

And i been fucking with cosby since i was ten, you damn right

No recovery in sight, so there was no use to fight.