This is a song about "Health"

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

If they sweet like a skittle, every little single bit will riddle

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

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

I’m at the limit where i be amazing myself

With applied enthuses from cannabis to health

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

Hoping i could learn a bit 'bout how to give and take

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

So saying it's a disorder with decline of mental health?

I’m just multiplying my money and dividing the legs

The way i look walk and talk and i dont think its good for my health

And he's the only nigga in this particular grade

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

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

But i aint going to kill myself, i aint going to kill my health,