I told the world, one day I would pay it back
Say it on tape, and lay it, record it
so that one day I could play it back
But I don't even know if I believe it
Doubts startin' to creep in, every day,
it's just so grey and black
Hope, I just need a ray of that,
'cause no one sees my vision
When I play it for 'em, they just say it's wack,
but they don't know what dope is
And I don't know if I was awake or asleep
All I know is you came to me
You picked me up, breathed new life in me,
I don't see why you don't see like I do
But it just dawned on me you lost a son,
demons fighting you, it's dark
Let me turn on the lights and brighten me
I don't think you realize what you mean to me,
'Cause me and you were like a crew,
You gon' either wanna fight
when I get off this fuckin' mic
Or you gon' hug me, but I'm outta options,
there's nothin' else I can do 'cause
I'm about to lose my mind
You've been gone for so long,
I need a doctor, call me a doctor
It hurts when I see you struggle,
you come to me with ideas
You say they're just pieces, so I'm puzzled,
'cause the shit I hear is crazy
But you're either gettin' lazy
or you don't believe in you no more
Seems like your own opinion's
you keep questionin' yourself
Second guessin' and it's almost
like your beggin' for my help
you're supposed to fuckin' be my mentor
I demand you remember who you are
It was you, who believed in me
when everyone was tellin' you
Don't sign me, everyone at the fuckin' label,
You risked your career for me,
Nobody wanted to fuck with the white boy,
Dre, I'm cryin' in this booth
now maybe it's my turn to save yours
But I can never repay you,
what you did for me is way more
But I ain't givin' up faith
and you ain't givin' up on me
I need you, come back for fuck's sake
I'm about to lose my mind
You've been gone for so long,
I need a doctor, call me a doctor
It literally feels like a lifetime ago
But I still remember the shit
like it was just yesterday, though
You walked in, yellow jump suit,
Once you got inside the booth,
Went through friends, some of them I put on,
They said they was ridin' to the death,
but where the fuck are they now?
fuck all you fair-weather friends,
when the chips chips were down
the fuckin' wrath of Aftermath, faggots
You gon' see us in our lab jackets
and ask where the fuck we been?
You can kiss my indecisive ass
And the crackers' ass, little cracker jack beat
Makin' wack math, backwards producers,
and then I'm packin' up my bags
and as I'm leavin' I guarantee they'll scream,
"Dre, don't leave us like that man" 'cause
I'm about to lose my mind
You've been gone for so long,
I need a doctor, call me a doctor