This is a song about "Health"

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

Me lay down tracks. so take a step back and look in the mirror then maybe you will

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

And my wrist froze, but i’m cool sha’, like a bald head, i’m too paid

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

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

With applied enthuses from cannabis to health

Ain't better, you better rebel, smell cheddar and shells

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

When i die tell them to turn my coffin to stretch benz

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

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

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

Damn near look like a god damn dump truck on the back of your ass

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