This is a song about "Health"

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

At the tender age of 12, and you feel that no one cares

Cause isn't that the reason why we all strive for health,

Listen here, i ain't lookin for no tears

I've got health and family,

We get the bread and the crumbs, young money

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

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

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

So i just pray and hope god, take a light to myself

Striving, working nine to five with no health care

A bunch of backstabbing niggas, hope the knife ain’t there

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

Seeing them exercise as they try to be fit in health

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