That's coming from a race that places wealth above health.
When i die tell them to turn my coffin to stretch benz
My parents can't afford health, we make too much for medicaid,
That'd be the day his label treat him like a signal fade
Striving, working nine to five with no health care
Those flashing lights seem to cause a glare
Poor, working-class enclaves who can't afford health care,
Cause a nigga main joint wanna do my hair
Seeing them exercise as they try to be fit in health
So i just pray and hope god, take a light to myself
I've got health and family,
Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free
My rhymes are biddable, physical, clinical to your health even critical
I don't care what the fuck you do but if fucking speak of me you will
With applied enthuses from cannabis to health
I’m just multiplying my money and dividing the legs
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