This is a song about "Witch doctors"

But you seemed to neglect the indirect correct intellect of this sect of doctors.

Just went back to collegeshe is my dancer, when she dance i throw her dollars

And now you in the hospital, the doctors got a breathing unit,

Coconuts ciroc where puff at, never fall in love, don't cuff that

Then you're a witch could it get worse when i dissed toby in "it's on"

See i give my heart to an unforgiven genre where passion is frowned upon

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

You strapped to machines, barley alive. doctors saying its a miracle,

The only reason that i put up with this bougie ass bitch

Kill them with kindness, like dorthy show them bliss. they'll melt like the witch,

Witch such a fucking bitch who won't switch for which makes me pissed

Designer shit, though i’m modest, astonishing to be honest

I kill more than the french revolution witch was like off with his head and his and his and his

I'm having a frightening fit and being guided quick with the laws that im abiding with

Fake doctors giving us symptoms of illnesses

Welcome back to class, bitch, grab on to your glasses