This is a song about "Health"

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

You need to grow up and maybe pay more attention in health class.

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

Everybody coming home deserve a white benz

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

But i aint going to kill myself, i aint going to kill my health,

Gotcha lips baby while i pull your hair

Say a prayer and hope that the poor can find health care,

Seeing them exercise as they try to be fit in health

At the tender age of 12, and you feel that no one cares

High as fuck, no vinny chase, i just need my henny straight

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

Striving, working nine to five with no health care

When danielle or milan decide to fucking share

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

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