[Intro]
"Umm, Nubee Mac? Nubee Mac?"
("Oh yeah, right here")
"The doctor's ready to see you now."
[Verse 1]
I wrote this record at 30000 feet on the ground
My music blaring, and mama tell me to turn it down
If I don't do it exactly as she is asking me, she'll probably commit a murder
Who's that n***a that you never heard of?
It's Nubee Mac, have you seen him?
Gas money is freedom
A crash dummy for dollars, I know you dying to meet him
I'll probably die in a minute
Just bury me in Jordan sixes, Polo linens, and my therapy prescription
[Hook]
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[Bridge]
Yeah, big things popping, Abstract Therapy on the way
[Verse 2]
Back in this joint with particular points to prove
And I give her one choice
Just give me the loins or give me both sides of a coin
And tell your homegirl she can join
If she really about it, just tell her to bring her body
And leave her feelings up out it
I heard that threesomes a crowd and
I'm slightly claustrophobic
The closet open, I found you in it
Not h*mophobic, Just won't elope if you don't got titties
Okay you with me, I do this to put my city
Right on the atlas cause they still mistaking us for Dallas
A Virgo searching for balance, and they handed me a Libra scale
A little n***a with dreams big enough to squeeze a whale
I'm in your world like I'm 2012
Trust no one not even myself, so how therapy gonna help.?? Somebody..
[Hook]
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[Bridge]
Yeah, big things popping, I'm getting me a doctor
Cause when you thinking like this, therapy is your only option
Yeah, big things popping...
Aye, aye, Jay kick her out the studio bruh
[Verse 3]
24/7 n***a
I treat these n***as like I treat my women
You gotta earn attention
It's not something that I'm out here giving
For da free, see me living comfortably
And Wayne said if you don't understand me, then you stand under me
Carry me to therapy, if only it's abstract
Joke on me, homie, now and you owe me the last laugh
I'm taking them back to school, got the game in my backpack
Right next to a lab rat, I'm wearing my grad hat
[Hook]
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[Bridge]
Yeah, big things popping, I'm getting me a doctor
Cause when you acting like this, therapy is your only option
Yeah, big things popping, I'm getting me a doctor
Cause when you thinking like this, n***a
[Outro]
I wrote this record at 30000 feet on the ground
My music blaring, and mama tell me to turn it down
If I say F her, and keep it turnt like a juvenile
She'll probably k** me tomorrow
Just play this song at my funeral in my honor
Hold up!