This is a song about "Health"

Used to catch us on the roof or behind the stairs

Cause isn't that the reason why we all strive for health,

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

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

I'm the c.e.o. of diplomat records, i sign myself

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

Fall in love with defeat, throw my endeavors on the shelf

Sell his soul to devil to take away b.i.g's health

With applied enthuses from cannabis to health

Everybody coming home deserve a white benz

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

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

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

And she ain't gay, but the only thing she like is fucking chanel

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

Collection of freestyles that i just want to make