This is a song about "Health car"

Just to let you know, you are

'bout to get my other car

Yea got big stacks get me a car

I guzzle up at the bar

Seeing them exercise as they try to be fit in health

Help me pay my little rent, maybe sit in a benz

Used to catch us on the roof or behind the stairs

To you it was about wealth and your dying health

Poor, working-class enclaves who can't afford health care,

A bunch of temptation facing when your wife ain’t there

Never will i ever utter never to myself

Do u wanna end up insane with a a bad mental health

I’m just multiplying my money and dividing the legs

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

Who smokin in my car?

Fuck cops, i'm a fucking rock star