This is a song about "Patients"

Must be the sickness that grows inside cancer patients,

And in akron, my niggas they would throw things

I got geechi on her, came back with thirty chains

With patients playing, payday for the day gains

There comes a time for waiting and patients

So here i am at the store for some chips

Wish you was around now to see what i've become see

Running out of patience, but being patients the key

This meditation your in is the flow i provide for my patients

When they have kids they haven't seen in years, impressing their peers

Can't be positive, when the ghetto's where you live

Fuck having these relations, i'd rather make them my patients.

Don't wait for someone else to blow like you was patients.

Tryin' to celebrate my independence day, will smith