This is a song about "Health"

Seeing them exercise as they try to be fit in health

At the tender age of 12, and you feel that no one cares

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

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

Churches with dirty pastors my people pass the collection plate

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

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

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

The silver-lining couldn't find 'em up on any shelf

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

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

When danielle or milan decide to fucking share

You need to grow up and maybe pay more attention in health class.

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass