This is a song about "Health class"

Seeing them exercise as they try to be fit in health

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

I've got health and family,

And they can't see the tragedy

Gotta make that cash

Your beautiful during class

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

Tell me where my soldiers at? put yo' pistols in the air

My rhymes are biddable, physical, clinical to your health even critical

Keeping my lyrical, intelligence higher than bitches on crystal,

Seeing them exercise as they try to be fit in health

Because it's hard trying to pay the bills when you're by yourself

With applied enthuses from cannabis to health

Listen here, i ain't lookin for no tears

She gon' shake that little ass while they rain with that cash

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