This is a song about "Health"

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

When i saw that 28 to put me in and out of state

I've got health and family,

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

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

And my wrist froze, but i’m cool sha’, like a bald head, i’m too paid

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

I don't care what the fuck you do but if fucking speak of me you will

Weighing on my self like a scale is my health the true hell

And even if i do i know my momma gon be well

Years back you believed that the world was fair

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

Everybody coming home deserve a white benz

Seeing them exercise as they try to be fit in health