This is a song about "Health"

Sell his soul to devil to take away b.i.g's health

What the bloodclot, tommy frazier fuck yourself

But i aint going to kill myself, i aint going to kill my health,

Cause it'll never be the same hereso i wipe away the tears

Like that's going to make up for the years and the tears

Seeing them exercise as they try to be fit in health

You need to grow up and maybe pay more attention in health class.

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

Going broke, no sir

My health is in danger

I'd hate to see the seeds she created, and so we wait

My parents can't afford health, we make too much for medicaid,

But intsead of doing what helps- n' in turn losing my health

Never will i ever utter never to myself

Cars just like sneakers, just got me ten pair

Say a prayer and hope that the poor can find health care,