This is a song about "Health"

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

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

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

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

Around my way, i'm cut throat

If skill was health you'd be on coke

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

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

Seeing them exercise as they try to be fit in health

Like that's going to make up for the years and the tears

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

Hustlin in our hoods , slanging nothing but the goods / street to street you will

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

And all these bitches that i hung with ain’t doing too well

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

Never will i ever utter never to myself