This is a song about "Low health"

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

But intsead of doing what helps- n' in turn losing my health

Fuck that now trying get the money

I've got health and family,

They setting the bar low,

You haven't flowered loco

That's real, never been the kind for some mental health

Like that's going to make up for the years and the tears

To you it was about wealth and your dying health

Play you, for what? you gonna play yourself

I never back up like cleo lemon on myself

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

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

No days off is time gone, trying to get my paper straight

Everybody coming home deserve a white benz

Sell his soul to devil to take away b.i.g's health