This is a song about "Health"

With applied enthuses from cannabis to health

Listen here, i ain't lookin for no tears

Help me pay my little rent, maybe sit in a benz

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

Me lay down tracks. so take a step back and look in the mirror then maybe you will

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

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

Never tell em bend over i just make em’ take a bow

My brother got knocked now they hold him in cells

Thinking your going to keep your health,

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

Never will i ever utter never to myself

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

A bunch of backstabbing niggas, hope the knife ain’t there

And even if i do i know my momma gon be well

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