This is a song about "Health"

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

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

So, just tell me something about yourself

That's coming from a race that places wealth above health.

Probably seen meaner bars probably in the feds

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

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

Harlem shake? nah, i'm in harlem shaking awake

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

Churches with dirty pastors my people pass the collection plate

Seeing them exercise as they try to be fit in health

Baptized in eternal fire i'll shed so many tears

I've got health and family,

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

Poor, working-class enclaves who can't afford health care,

Nigga, i swear them lames ain’t know how to prepare