This is a song about "Operate"

But his deferred, and blurred and changed in shapeit's fate, it wasn't my choice to make

They think i'm great whenever i grab the mic i'm a surgeon i operate

I was never a surgeon, but still i operate

And even though we seperated, you said that you'd wait

Two dyke jawns but tonight they straight

Dr. dre, don't just stand there, operate!

The proverbial lemonade that i made

Dr. dre, don't just stand there, operate!

Cooperate, and we can operate, and save an attack

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

And my wrist froze, but i’m cool sha’, like a bald head, i’m too paid

I can create a new way for your brain to think and operate

Just operate, i'll send a lyrical slash across ya face,

My music is like confetti rain when you win a race