This is a song about "Health car"

Baby, you know who you are

Yea got big stacks get me a car

If skill was health you'd be on coke

Girls, i ask 'em do they smoke

Down the street to the car,

Young money, d-town's all star

Used to catch us on the roof or behind the stairs

Seeing them exercise as they try to be fit in health

You know...you know who you are

Who smokin in my car?

My brother got knocked now they hold him in cells

To you it was about wealth and your dying health

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

Ain't better, you better rebel, smell cheddar and shells

Ay yo you wonder who i are

No i can't drive a car