This is a song about "Health"

I've got health and family,

Fuck fame, fuck money

So, just tell me something about yourself

Cause isn't that the reason why we all strive for health,

Where rules get followed

If skill was health you'd be on coke

I'm the c.e.o. of diplomat records, i sign myself

Seeing them exercise as they try to be fit in health

I mean me is there, but it's like three there

Say a prayer and hope that the poor can find health care,

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

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

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

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

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