This is a song about "Health class"

Cause isn't that the reason why we all strive for health,

I’m just multiplying my money and dividing the legs

Plagiarized swag, may arrive last

Along with the whole class

The way i look walk and talk and i dont think its good for my health

I'm the c.e.o. of diplomat records, i sign myself

Like that's going to make up for the years and the tears

That's real, never been the kind for some mental health

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

To you it was about wealth and your dying health

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

Another 5, eli won't even be there

My brother got knocked now they hold him in cells

Thinking your going to keep your health,

Please, just peep the crystal method where

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