This is a song about "Waking up in a hospital"

A rocker kid, you in the hospital, and got a lot of slits,

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

Dreaming about making it as a rapper but waking up and still climbing the ladder,

But not as bad as lookin' backwards wishin' that we hadn't been such of a damn disaster

I’m waking up the whole game, maintaining control,

Worse than the others -- bill clinton, mr. bob dole

Tie you up put you in the trunk and drive your car into a hospital

He thinks aw, forget it, its so insignificant and little

Got me waking up at 4 just so i can write instead

But i can't cause my eyes are red, now he's dead

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

The pain of the memories of you in the hospital last, forever and a day it seems.

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

Put your sister in a hospital without any resistance,