This is a song about "Health"

My health is in danger

Well, that's what you are

Striving, working nine to five with no health care

You ain't gotta stare, go cop a pair

When i die tell them to turn my coffin to stretch benz

Sell his soul to devil to take away b.i.g's health

Seeing them exercise as they try to be fit in health

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

Nigga with too much to say, you might make a fool of yourself

But i aint going to kill myself, i aint going to kill my health,

Thinking your going to keep your health,

I can taste the salt from my tears

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

Everybody coming home deserve a white benz

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

Put it on everything, history i'mma make