This is a song about "Health"

Seeing them exercise as they try to be fit in health

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

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

Never will i ever utter never to myself

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

Disorders and generate horror within' recorders. i'm at my peak, my lyrical

I thank you for influencing me to rap, and my health

Cause it'll never be the same hereso i wipe away the tears

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

You sitting at the bar wearing barbaro's hair

Striving, working nine to five with no health care

Cap heights, 1-2-4, landover, everywhere

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

To you it was about wealth and your dying health

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

Seeing them exercise as they try to be fit in health