This is a song about "World health organisation"

Those flashing lights seem to cause a glare

Striving, working nine to five with no health care

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

So, just tell me something about yourself

I never back up like cleo lemon on myself

Seeing them exercise as they try to be fit in health

Huh, i can't interpret her

My health is in danger

Hey lil momma, what's your name, i'm wale but they call me great

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

Do u wanna end up insane with a a bad mental health

At the tender age of 12, and you feel that no one cares

Weighing on my self like a scale is my health the true hell

And all these bitches that i hung with ain’t doing too well

Hustlin in our hoods , slanging nothing but the goods / street to street you will

My rhymes are biddable, physical, clinical to your health even critical