This is a song about "Health"

Thinking your going to keep your health,

Yeah months in every night she's in tears

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

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

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

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

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

Me lay down tracks. so take a step back and look in the mirror then maybe you will

Baptized in eternal fire i'll shed so many tears

Seeing them exercise as they try to be fit in health

Never will i ever utter never to myself

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

I've got health and family,

Look it something they can't ever see

But i aint going to kill myself, i aint going to kill my health,

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