This is a song about "Health"

Seeing them exercise as they try to be fit in health

Never will i ever utter never to myself

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

Say i’m destined for fame, well i am very afraid

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

Hustlin in our hoods , slanging nothing but the goods / street to street you will

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

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

But intsead of doing what helps- n' in turn losing my health

Fall in love with defeat, throw my endeavors on the shelf

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

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

Like that's going to make up for the years and the tears

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

Ain't better, you better rebel, smell cheddar and shells

Seeing them exercise as they try to be fit in health