Say a prayer and hope that the poor can find health care,
Baby, just come close, let me play in your hair
My brother got knocked now they hold him in cells
That's real, never been the kind for some mental health
At the tender age of 12, and you feel that no one cares
The way i look walk and talk and i dont think its good for my health
Sell his soul to devil to take away b.i.g's health
Play you, for what? you gonna play yourself
That's what rains for
My health is in danger
Poor, working-class enclaves who can't afford health care,
Cause you slum dawg and i'm the millionaire
Cause isn't that the reason why we all strive for health,
So, just tell me something about yourself
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