This is a song about "Health"

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

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

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

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

Nigga with too much to say, you might make a fool of yourself

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

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

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

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

Thinking your going to keep your health,

I can taste the salt from my tears

Poor, working-class enclaves who can't afford health care,

Although my body's in the u.s my heart's there

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

Just know you hatin on that nigga, nigga get it straight