This is a song about "Rehab"

She pretty but she insecure as baby-mother scars

Someone open up a rap rehab, it's for a good cause

You loose ,yeah rehab,we roll with the god x2

Monday through monday we be cashing checks

The next rap jihad sends you in rehab like he had

Corvette so clean you'll think bruce springsteen rid that

But your rhymes have less substance than rehab clinics.

Smokin' weed like it ain't no thing, so even kids

I tried to fit and admit this bad ship to go through rehab.

Hmm, knew in my heart you was the same motherfucker bad