This is a song about "Health center"

When the depth chart came, there was no me there

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

Spotlights on, center stage

You promise that's change

The heart of a lion but i’m a tiger wood look in there

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

Yeah months in every night she's in tears

Thinking your going to keep your health,

Its my venture, so why do you think you're the center

An understatement said that k. lamar was under pressure

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

Probably seen meaner bars probably in the feds

'til a stray bullet got his lungs struck

I'm staple to this center, like a lay up

Hair weave killer had on louie's in my mug shot

Givin back the sand til we center rock