This is a song about "Health"

Poor, working-class enclaves who can't afford health care,

It's justice for all but 90 percent unfair

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

Please, just peep the crystal method where

Striving, working nine to five with no health care

Ain't no skipper but all my bitches is ginger hair

Used to catch us on the roof or behind the stairs

Seeing them exercise as they try to be fit in health

Around my way, i'm cut throat

If skill was health you'd be on coke

The silver-lining couldn't find 'em up on any shelf

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

What the bloodclot, tommy frazier fuck yourself

With applied enthuses from cannabis to health