This is a song about "Health"

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

What the bloodclot, tommy frazier fuck yourself

To you it was about wealth and your dying health

Yeah months in every night she's in tears

It's been a half a year, i say we take it there

Striving, working nine to five with no health care

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

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

I'm evolving in these particular skills, others devolve yet have a similar will.

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

So i just pray and hope god, take a light to myself

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

When danielle or milan decide to fucking share

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

Probably seen meaner bars probably in the feds

So saying it's a disorder with decline of mental health?