This is a song about "Health"

Striving, working nine to five with no health care

It's been a weekend, five starrin' in her underwear

Nigga, i swear them lames ain’t know how to prepare

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

Cause it'll never be the same hereso i wipe away the tears

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

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

With applied enthuses from cannabis to health

To you it was about wealth and your dying health

What the bloodclot, tommy frazier fuck yourself

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

Perfume everywhere, girls are everywhere

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

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