This is a song about "Health"

To you it was about wealth and your dying health

What the bloodclot, tommy frazier fuck yourself

That's coming from a race that places wealth above health.

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

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

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

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

Hey lil momma, what's your name, i'm wale but they call me great

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

I’m just multiplying my money and dividing the legs

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

Striving, working nine to five with no health care

Will walking on my heart, wish you was still there

I got 20 thousand views of french itself

With applied enthuses from cannabis to health