This is a song about "Health"

Harlem shake? nah, i'm in harlem shaking awake

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

Cause it'll never be the same hereso i wipe away the tears

Seeing them exercise as they try to be fit in health

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

Listen here, i ain't lookin for no tears

Cause isn't that the reason why we all strive for health,

So, just tell me something about yourself

To you it was about wealth and your dying health

I never back up like cleo lemon on myself

To heaven's door -- shed so many tears

Thinking your going to keep your health,

Another 5, eli won't even be there

Poor, working-class enclaves who can't afford health care,

I will do anything to remain in good health but this is now,

Never tell em bend over i just make em’ take a bow