This is a song about "Witch doctors"

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring

You hate doctors (dr.) but you been on [(dr)ugs] you been [(dr)inking]

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

Making his own fucking beats, covers, videos and all that shit

Doctors told me your mom had a deformation, but its ok dude, i may be rude,

And stabbing this ice cube look-a-like to show you a nigga with attitude

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

It's enough to make you crazy, it's fuckin with my domeya only live once on this earth

The irony in that is that i ain't even that, but you put it those pages

That’s what i was sent out to be, log out bitch go beg any witch, sit down and wish

Fake doctors giving us symptoms of illnesses

The battery packs and any bitch you ever kiss

To reds i ain't know how to act

Ain't shit magic or witch craft