This is a song about "Mental wellbeing health rap"

The way they hit her i just stop and stare

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

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

Baptized in eternal fire i'll shed so many tears

Thinking your going to keep your health,

To heaven's door -- shed so many tears

To you it was about wealth and your dying health

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

Never will i ever utter never to myself

Seeing them exercise as they try to be fit in health

Probably seen meaner bars probably in the feds

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

My trademark im small and mental!

As i light one for ill will

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

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