This is a song about "Health"

Left my uncle in prison for 15 years no one paid

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

Kill you, shoot the funeral up and harlem shake at your wake

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

I've got health and family,

And now that i’m getting money

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

Listen here, i ain't lookin for no tears

Weighing on my self like a scale is my health the true hell

I’m a blood motherfucker, nothing new to tell

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

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

If skill was health you'd be on coke

Impeccable give it my note

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

Used to nun-chuck em, now i got to donatello bow