This is a song about "Health"

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

What the bloodclot, tommy frazier fuck yourself

Cause a nigga main joint wanna do my hair

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

Used to catch us on the roof or behind the stairs

To you it was about wealth and your dying health

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

Baptized in eternal fire i'll shed so many tears

Seeing them exercise as they try to be fit in health

If skill was health you'd be on coke

Since i was left with no hope

When i saw that 28 to put me in and out of state

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

I got 20 thousand views of french itself

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