Nigga with too much to say, you might make a fool of yourself
The way i look walk and talk and i dont think its good for my health
Baptized in eternal fire i'll shed so many tears
That's real, never been the kind for some mental health
Everybody coming home deserve a white benz
Seeing them exercise as they try to be fit in health
That i'd, never ever ever go broke
If skill was health you'd be on coke
I never back up like cleo lemon on myself
Seeing them exercise as they try to be fit in health
Nowhere, let's let that sucker stay out there
Say a prayer and hope that the poor can find health care,
Will walking on my heart, wish you was still there
Striving, working nine to five with no health care
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
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