[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] Hold up Hold up Hold up Hold up [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] Hold up Hold up Hold up Hold up [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] Hold up Hold up Hold up Hold up [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!