The Last of a Dying Breed/Visiting the Shrink (Skit)

I don't remember much about bein born
But I do remember this: I was conceived on February 10th
Complications detected in my early months of balling
Around my sonogram you could see the evil was swarming
The hassle, was it what the world was seeking in a child?
The doctors wanted me out, my mama's in denial
Then I kicked her and gently rubbed my hands across her stomach
Told her: "Keep em off me, mama, I'm coming, I'm comin"

Now I guess I must of been the reason mama couldn't sleep
Interrupted her peace, but it was time for me to eat
And since carrying me caused all that swimming in your feet
Just know that I'm thankful, I'll let you feel it with my heartbeat
All the doctor visits and physicians moving me around
You could sense my discomfort in every other ultrasound
And I'm running out of room in here, steady sliding down
Then she opened up her legs and pushed me out (pushed me out)

(nigga, nigga never die
Blackface, shining eye)

When I awoke I recall them walking out my nose
Screaming at the top of my lungs, freezing cold
Wrapped me up in blankets after dressing me in clothes
Then I met the ? that I owed
At 3 o'clock, what-what, nine seven o
Was the birth of a dying species, and this I know
The truth was in my bloodline, planted in my seed
The last of this motherfucking breed

The last of this motherfucking breed