This is a song about "Health"

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

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

Seeing them exercise as they try to be fit in health

I've got health and family,

Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee

To you it was about wealth and your dying health

Yeah months in every night she's in tears

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

Everybody coming home deserve a white benz

If skill was health you'd be on coke

I just know i'm that dope

I’m at the limit where i be amazing myself

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

I will do anything to remain in good health but this is now,

Used to nun-chuck em, now i got to donatello bow