If they sweet like a skittle, every little single bit will riddle
My rhymes are biddable, physical, clinical to your health even critical
I’m just multiplying my money and dividing the legs
The way i look walk and talk and i dont think its good for my health
Yeah months in every night she's in tears
To you it was about wealth and your dying health
Years back you believed that the world was fair
Poor, working-class enclaves who can't afford health care,
My health is in danger
You wife ain't shit, we g'd her
My parents can't afford health, we make too much for medicaid,
Collection of freestyles that i just want to make
At the tender age of 12, and you feel that no one cares
Do u wanna end up insane with a a bad mental health
Baptized in eternal fire i'll shed so many tears
I thank you for influencing me to rap, and my health
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