This is a song about "Health"

I’m callin’ on you ’cause i can’t do it myself

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

I've got health and family,

Fuck fame, fuck money

So i just pray and hope god, take a light to myself

Seeing them exercise as they try to be fit in health

Because it's hard trying to pay the bills when you're by yourself

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

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

Used to catch us on the roof or behind the stairs

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

Tap my partner roscoe like bruh, i'm drunk as hell can't you tell

The way i look walk and talk and i dont think its good for my health

I’m just multiplying my money and dividing the legs

If skill was health you'd be on coke

Spent a long time coming up this road