This is a song about "Members pay a premium in return for payment towards health related costs"

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

Fall in love with defeat, throw my endeavors on the shelf

About to have another baby, like a rose from the concretegrowing within, blessed with twins

To pay for the food in his garden its almost time for harvest its a combination of toxins

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

Ancient regimes believed in absolutism related to aryan supremacy

I was watching, remote pleaseniggas want what they can't have

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

We pay for lottery tickets, problems in disappearance

* ron isley harmonizes throughout but sings no real lyrics

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

I'm a doberman, pinch yourself in the arm and pay homage, pupil

But don’t worry about it girl, just be yourself

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