This is a song about "Health"

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

Minus the love, they feel like i was something to hate

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

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

To you it was about wealth and your dying health

Never will i ever utter never to myself

I will do anything to remain in good health but this is now,

Never tell em bend over i just make em’ take a bow

Probably seen meaner bars probably in the feds

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

So while i hold this bottle of ciroc with a hand full of ass

You need to grow up and maybe pay more attention in health class.

Seeing them exercise as they try to be fit in health

I’m at the limit where i be amazing myself

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

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