This is a song about "Health car"

I don’t care where ya are

Your music in the car

'bout to get my other car

If there’s a shining star

I've got health and family,

Once as a slave who imagined being free

Years back you believed that the world was fair

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

When danielle or milan decide to fucking share

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

Fall in love with defeat, throw my endeavors on the shelf

I thank you for influencing me to rap, and my health

Who smokin in my car?

Nigga i'm a hundred miles far

Fuck cops, i'm a fucking rock star

Where there is no rules car