This is a song about "Health"

My health is in danger

Jt: didn't get a gift for her

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

A bunch of temptation facing when your wife ain’t there

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

‘cause that’s the case i'm known to pack a tool as well

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

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

Must be part of some big plan to keep a brotha in tha state

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

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

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

If skill was health you'd be on coke

Spent a long time coming up this road