This is a song about "Doctor"

Oh, a taco joke, domo smoke, i heard

Doctor why does feelin like an outcast hurt?

Hayden: okay doctor but listen to what i have to say

I would stand on my desk just to see the world in a different way

It set in stone in these poems there ain’t nothing bogus

Doctor diagnosis me with neurosis

It's way past the work of a doctor,

Gliding through the skies as the slow minds wander

So doctor give me pills to numb the pain

Can't control the box, you are no mills lane

Next on the list the doctor that kept me in

Make the front popand hit the three wheel motion

Shake me and i'll whack back like the fizz of doctor pepper

I won't retire ever, nigga i'm forever clever