This is a song about "Health"

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

When i die tell them to turn my coffin to stretch benz

Cause it'll never be the same hereso i wipe away the tears

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

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

Never will i ever utter never to myself

With applied enthuses from cannabis to health

I'm the c.e.o. of diplomat records, i sign myself

Mostly cause niggas hate you, tryin to fill up your plate

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

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

Keeping my lyrical, intelligence higher than bitches on crystal,

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

Used to catch us on the roof or behind the stairs

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