This is a song about "Health"

If skill was health you'd be on coke

You pay your favorite stripper car note

So while i hold this bottle of ciroc with a hand full of ass

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

Everybody coming home deserve a white benz

Seeing them exercise as they try to be fit in health

Cause you slum dawg and i'm the millionaire

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

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

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

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

No days off is time gone, trying to get my paper straight

It's a battlejust for tha big money

I've got health and family,

Striving, working nine to five with no health care

I mean me is there, but it's like three there