This is a song about "Nurses"

Welcome back to class, bitch, grab on to your glasses

My flows so sick when i rap i need nurses,

As the nurses were removing her from her brother she started having

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

No doctors and lawyers or nurses and cops, just fast food,

Wear my hat to the back, i'm in a different kind of mood

Imma need to know now can a brotha crack

Versus the nurses cause im insane and im back

Ignorant denim no wonder i got mad kicks

Some old motherfucking nurses checking up my pockets