This is a song about "Health"

Play you, for what? you gonna play yourself

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

Thinking your going to keep your health,

So, just tell me something about yourself

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

Fall in love with defeat, throw my endeavors on the shelf

Seeing them exercise as they try to be fit in health

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

My parents can't afford health, we make too much for medicaid,

And a fist full of money give it to a fifth grade

If skill was health you'd be on coke

Lambo, roscoe, no street code

Probably seen meaner bars probably in the feds

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