This is a song about "Health"

Everybody coming home deserve a white benz

Do u wanna end up insane with a a bad mental health

Listen here, i ain't lookin for no tears

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

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

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

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

To get it in, any minute, i'll be hit with a stare

My brother got knocked now they hold him in cells

Cause isn't that the reason why we all strive for health,

Motivated just from being broke

If skill was health you'd be on coke

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

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

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