This is a song about "Unhealthy to healthy"

I know you get lonely when i ain’t home, on the road

I feel healthy with weed smoke and an ox up under my sheep coat,

To dictate how to look,

She got that good good

You got nothing to live for, nothing to look forward to.

Aiyyo, them niggas from the three two, said i can't breeze through

To convince you to buy

That got your mother high

Don't want to go to hell

Shows to do, got record to sell

Bitch i got my swag card, natural protection

To understand is to pay attention

I gave ya'll wizardry with my hands

To reality and to the facts