Shit man

We headed back to the clinic (again)

We headed back to the clinic (Again)

Yo, I’m headed Back to the clinic (Again)

Shit, back to the clinic (nawh man)

Damn, I’m headed back to the clinic (again)

Back to the clinic (Ag, nawh)

I’m headed back to the clinic (again)

Back to the clinic (again)

Coolin at the crib, on my own action

Browsing the internet for physical satisfaction

Blasting off on a 2x4 practice

Call me Reed Richards, Mr. Fantastic

Touch base, with one from out of space

Ass so fat engulf my whole face

Invite to her place, know where it’s headed

Don’t use prophylactics, fill tanks un-leaded

We had a smoke session, increase her wanting

Look in her eyes, filled with the longing

E started stroking, dick starts scratching

Maybe dirt particles entered her vagin

Ah, shit, what’s goin on here man?

Tryna’ get myself a piece of strange

And then all of a sudden my shit starts actin strange?

Hop on the bus, sit down to read

Feel something ain't right, internally

Pull the chord, jump off

Find bushes to pee

The release similar to flames out in BC

The clinic, yeah

We headed back to the clinic (again)

We headed back to the clinic (Again)

Headed Back to the clinic (Again)

Damn right, headed back to the clinic (Again)

Headed back to the clinic (again)

Back to the clinic (Again)

Back to the clinic (again)

Find the address, where it’s located

Walk in look around fill out a statement

Asked my symptoms, who I’ve been clogging

Well wheezing, coughing and leaking from my Johnson

And that’s just the jump, hand the form back

Remove the yellow sticker, with the number keeping track

Of who came in, who just leaving or just watching

Who need meds, who ducking, camouflaging

No eye contact, and then it’s like that

And I got a broken foot, bout a broken profilac

Some cats in the back, jokers actin funny

Wish I wasn’t here, these meds cost me money

Number gets called, stroll to the office

I’m straight up like, doc what’s the process?

Alleviate the sting of the genital bondage

Sounds like the clap, A.K.A. leaky faucet

Okay what we gotta do, to move on

Tryna get my groove on, tryna stay strong

He looked me in the face, like a teacher

Introduced a Q-Tip deep in my urethra

Pain worse than anything on end stands, hair

Let me make it, clear

You don’t wanna be, here

Unless an annual checkup, better get up

Better wear a seat belt before you get wet up

He gave me pills, he said, one week

How long you gonna take for the burn to recede?

Learned my lesson, no more reminiscin

And love hoes, without protection

That’s real shit yo, word up, real shit

You don’t wanna get burned up and then doctor looks at you and is like

Back to the clinic (Again)

I’m headed back to the clinic (again)

Back to the clinic (Again)

Headed Back to the clinic (Again)

Yeah, back to the clinic (Again)

I’m Headed back to the clinic (again)

Headed Back to the clinic (Again)

Back to the clinic (again)

You ever sit in those clinics man? And you’re like, you look around and shit and everybody ain't lookin at nobody

Everybody’s all afraid and shit, they all just like

Yo, what if I got some like, killer shit

The clinic

Yeah

Back to the clinic, again

Again

Just thinkin about that shit is just, ugh

Again

The clinic (again)

Man, damn

You know it feels like, like this, like

Again

Yeah

Again

Shit

Again

Like uh

Again

The Clinic

Headed back to the clinic

I don’t wanna be here but, I’m headed back to the clinic

Again

What, you know the clinic?

Again

That’s where I’m headed

They know my damn name

You know the clinic

Cause my shit is fucked up