This is a song about "Low health"

Get your paper, see you later

My health is in danger

If skill was health you'd be on coke

Spent a long time coming up this road

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

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

I miss you at my recent show

They setting the bar low,

To you it was about wealth and your dying health

Everybody coming home deserve a white benz

Thinking your going to keep your health,

Bitch, don't mess this up for yourself

I mean me is there, but it's like three there

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

Seeing them exercise as they try to be fit in health

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