This is a song about "Health"

With applied enthuses from cannabis to health

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

At the tender age of 12, and you feel that no one cares

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

Nigga with too much to say, you might make a fool of yourself

But intsead of doing what helps- n' in turn losing my health

Seeing them exercise as they try to be fit in health

When i die tell them to turn my coffin to stretch benz

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

You better run before i shoot you like a missile with my rap pistol,

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

But he push them whites in the hood like ray edmond was there

My health is in danger

Go 'head and hate me hater

Seeing them exercise as they try to be fit in health

I never back up like cleo lemon on myself