This is a song about "Laboratory"

The say they're heartless, but i feel them when they show me love

The doctors at the hospital did an analysis

Put on the lab coat, every square foot of this lab goes

Boogyin' with jesus and a bunch of nazi hoes

Son, i put on a clinic, you put on clinique

But all i really want is a kiss on the cheek

Simple, the whiffs from her lips were too reminiscent of a free clinic

I don't respect no brain unless we talkin' that saliva spit

I don't care about your drive unless you talkin' ridin' dick

Then they forget their pill and have to hit the abortion clinic

And naw that ain't your girl, dog, but you be feelin' that chick

So illogical, go to a hospital to get my dick fixed

From the intro you know i'm so influential cause i'm glowing like a kindle

Your birth certificate is an apology letter from the hospital.

Hospital time and bills that they couldn't afford

Manahattan and 40/40, no 40’s but rose poured