This is a song about "Health"

I’m just multiplying my money and dividing the legs

Do u wanna end up insane with a a bad mental health

My brother got knocked now they hold him in cells

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

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

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

High as fuck, no vinny chase, i just need my henny straight

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

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

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

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

Me lay down tracks. so take a step back and look in the mirror then maybe you will

To you it was about wealth and your dying health

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

And got her room number, you can find me there

Striving, working nine to five with no health care