This is a song about "Surgeon"

You watch your mouth around my mama you couldn't cuss mani had a down ass homie though; we ran the streets

Dismembering bars i'm a lyrical surgeon everyone fades likes whispers when i release

It's never late, we celebrate soon as your papers done

And now i need my heart to be replaced call me a surgeon

But i'm sorry for the damage i have done

Cut that slut up but you know i ain't a surgeon

Blood to the brain, saltsraumen, it's calling for a surgeon

Move on, a war going on outside no one is safe from

The lyrical surgeon uncertain if he fits in raps atmosphere

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Like a personal surgeon, searching for tumors emergin' in urchins

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

And even more alarming is the fact

Like a surgeon ima map out and extract

I was never a surgeon, but still i operate

On these jealous ass coward cuz they evil and fake