This is a song about "Health"

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

And they just make me angry so i’m crazy, maybe i’m cynical,

To you it was about wealth and your dying health

I'm the c.e.o. of diplomat records, i sign myself

Years back you believed that the world was fair

Striving, working nine to five with no health care

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

I’m at the limit where i be amazing myself

I've got health and family,

Looking at your money

Ain't better, you better rebel, smell cheddar and shells

Seeing them exercise as they try to be fit in 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

And my wrist froze, but i’m cool sha’, like a bald head, i’m too paid

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