This is a song about "Health"

You better run before i shoot you like a missile with my rap pistol,

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

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

High as fuck, no vinny chase, i just need my henny straight

I never back up like cleo lemon on myself

That's real, never been the kind for some mental health

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

Probably seen meaner bars probably in the feds

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

Years back you believed that the world was fair

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

Cause by then it's just too late, there's so much we can take

With applied enthuses from cannabis to health

Help me pay my little rent, maybe sit in a benz

Striving, working nine to five with no health care

Nowhere, let's let that sucker stay out there