That's coming from a race that places wealth above health.
My brother got knocked now they hold him in cells
When i die tell them to turn my coffin to stretch benz
Seeing them exercise as they try to be fit in health
She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears
But intsead of doing what helps- n' in turn losing my health
I never back up like cleo lemon on myself
I thank you for influencing me to rap, and my health
Ok, chief-in on whatever on another level
Hes fucking insane, retartedly mental
I’m at the limit where i be amazing myself
Do u wanna end up insane with a a bad mental health
To you it was about wealth and your dying health
So, just tell me something about yourself
Getting in touch with my mental.
Never wrong at any level
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