This is a song about "Health"

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

Baby, just come close, let me play in your hair

My brother got knocked now they hold him in cells

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

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

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

Sell his soul to devil to take away b.i.g's health

Play you, for what? you gonna play yourself

That's what rains for

My health is in danger

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

Cause you slum dawg and i'm the millionaire

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

So, just tell me something about yourself