This is a song about "Health"

She was a les 'til i went ahead and screwed her straight

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

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

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

Never will i ever utter never to myself

Seeing them exercise as they try to be fit in health

Nigga with too much to say, you might make a fool of yourself

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

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

I've got health and family,

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

Hustlin in our hoods , slanging nothing but the goods / street to street you will

I got 20 thousand views of french itself

Thinking your going to keep your health,

The silver-lining couldn't find 'em up on any shelf

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