This is a song about "Health issue"

Me lay down tracks. so take a step back and look in the mirror then maybe you will

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

The issue with that shit is that i don't give a fuck

Are they gon' pay us and will they make it rain? yup

But i'm giving it foundation when i write lyric

Where the guns ain't an issue, and death is big

So i said bye to rap saw the issue at hand

You wasn't fin' to dress all crazy no more and

So saying it's a disorder with decline of mental health?

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

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

Yeah months in every night she's in tears

We need to talk about this issue, every minute's the limit,

Ghetto whip you lisa like your margerie and homer's kid

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

With applied enthuses from cannabis to health