This is a song about "My name s dr"

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

Theraphy sessions with my self, dr. mims its time to go slower

King of the block, niggas know my name

Parking lot of the blue flame

I’m coming back like light-skin and

My g"s have been handcuffed,

College degree, scores on my s a t, shit, please,

And if we don't we'll have a race of babies

Billboards, rap sheets, and studios holding my name

Forgetting the seasonslames not in my lane

Baby, ain't saying names but we not the same

Considering you run whenever you hear my name

Ain't no gimmick with the flow

Call all my closes homies dr though

Get my fill on with this grandmother named jill

And coulda retired at 29 in my 20′s still