This is a song about "Health"

With applied enthuses from cannabis to health

Play you, for what? you gonna play yourself

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

Never will i ever utter never to myself

‘cause that’s the case i'm known to pack a tool as well

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

Like that's going to make up for the years and the tears

I thank you for influencing me to rap, and my health

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

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

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

So while i hold this bottle of ciroc with a hand full of ass

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

Cause by then it's just too late, there's so much we can take

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

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