This is a song about "Health"

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

To you it was about wealth and your dying health

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

Never tell em bend over i just make em’ take a bow

I was watching, remote pleaseniggas want what they can't have

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

Cause it'll never be the same hereso i wipe away the tears

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

Used to catch us on the roof or behind the stairs

That's coming from a race that places wealth above health.

Where rules get followed

If skill was health you'd be on coke

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

Seeing them exercise as they try to be fit in health

Weighing on my self like a scale is my health the true hell

Tap my partner roscoe like bruh, i'm drunk as hell can't you tell