This is a song about "Health"

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

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

To heaven's door -- shed so many tears

Thinking your going to keep your health,

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

Help me pay my little rent, maybe sit in a benz

Killa i roller cheese blazed, high as fuck and feelin' great

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

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

With applied enthuses from cannabis to health

Never tell em bend over i just make em’ take a bow

I will do anything to remain in good health but this is now,

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

So i just pray and hope god, take a light to myself

She was a les 'til i went ahead and screwed her straight

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