This is a song about "Late 1800s medical practices"

Medical professionals

Good kids make bad grown ups

Cus now nigga its to late

God damn i'm starvin' and i just ate

Heavens door, but i am just too late

Those are not my dreams, i'll be straight

I'm here to reap souls/peak through peepholes/terrorize people/

Medieval medical upheaval resorting to severing im lethal,

And use it all to get high on the medical herbs

Money never ever hurt 'cuz rapping got a lot of perks

Fucking chin-checkin' punks 'til he's outta breath and done

Medical experiment benadryl mixed with heroin

I'm laughing; you couldn't wait to escape

Let em marinate, you forever late

Around me, they want to stay out late

Low income no bills getting paid