[Verse 1: The Doctor] I said they had me in the nursery More like an infirmary Lock me up Surgically my mind connected to time and record For the record I bind crimes when I lecture Line up Columbine eye to scope of a vector No crime to God with a scepter Brain receptors stimulated by d** alcohol third eye whatever With every endeavor I get more clever Sever the sense of every n***a thinking they could do better I'm an artist I put a piece in my name just so I could shoot better I draw my pen and spray to the paper My ink do ballet when I inhale this vapor Mak told me do it for soul So i flex my ab-dominal And spit my real nature Garcia y Vega to my lips Fully extended clip I got my fingertip on the steering wheel in the whip Bail out any homie doing a bid Fifth of Jamison in my grip Hit you off that high horse With a rifle from my jacket wedged See you from my gla**es lense Smoking a square like a sniper in a f**ing Iraqi camp Who the terrorist? I fear it is Americans Less of the arabics Heretics God forgive me for my arrogance PHD, Salute [Verse 2: Mak Nikova] Everybody lives to see the bad guy cry He can't make it out the house without people asking why Now my situation ride on anybody trying to lie They think they have it all but really all they have is time I'm a Venus with a penis A mind full of demons You can peep out my confessions even on Rap Genius I'm a swinger with these meanings Keep a sack at all my meetings Planning to boss more see we trying to break even Economy is sore plus money has no feelings Now the earth looking poor because they rather have it seedless Raising their hands when I spit it Now they backhanding the ceiling How does it feel pimpin, to have the real reveal it? I could talk about my life but you would think that I'm bragging Having dreams of going to the mall and buying it laughing like Hahaha Hahaha ha Hahaha Hahaha ha Haha ha ha Haha ha ha Hahahahahahaha