This is a song about "Health"

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

Seeing them exercise as they try to be fit in health

I've got health and family,

Just to go to liv on a sunday

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

It's way too lateand if i got to die young then it's just my fate

Another 5, eli won't even be there

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

With applied enthuses from cannabis to health

Never will i ever utter never to myself

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

It’s me and my nigga there until i’m a millionaire

To you it was about wealth and your dying health

Yeah months in every night she's in tears

Used to nun-chuck em, now i got to donatello bow

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