That's real, never been the kind for some mental health
When i die tell them to turn my coffin to stretch benz
Sell his soul to devil to take away b.i.g's health
So i just pray and hope god, take a light to myself
Weighing on my self like a scale is my health the true hell
Tap my partner roscoe like bruh, i'm drunk as hell can't you tell
Cause isn't that the reason why we all strive for health,
Help me pay my little rent, maybe sit in a benz
If skill was health you'd be on coke
The street slang i be speakin in code
Cause it'll never be the same hereso i wipe away the tears
But intsead of doing what helps- n' in turn losing my health
So saying it's a disorder with decline of mental health?
Never will i ever utter never to myself
Hustlin in our hoods , slanging nothing but the goods / street to street you will
My rhymes are biddable, physical, clinical to your health even critical
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