This is a song about "Health"

Years back you believed that the world was fair

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

Striving, working nine to five with no health care

I mean me is there, but it's like three there

So i just pray and hope god, take a light to myself

I thank you for influencing me to rap, and my health

Listen here, i ain't lookin for no tears

Sell his soul to devil to take away b.i.g's health

Probably seen meaner bars probably in the feds

Seeing them exercise as they try to be fit in health

I will do anything to remain in good health but this is now,

Never tell em bend over i just make em’ take a bow

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

I’m just multiplying my money and dividing the legs