This is a song about "World health organisation"

‘cause that’s the case i'm known to pack a tool as well

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

Never tell em bend over i just make em’ take a bow

I will do anything to remain in good health but this is now,

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

Play you, for what? you gonna play yourself

Cause it'll never be the same hereso i wipe away the tears

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

When danielle or milan decide to fucking share

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

Never will i ever utter never to myself

So saying it's a disorder with decline of mental health?

Help me pay my little rent, maybe sit in a benz

To you it was about wealth and your dying health

But i aint going to kill myself, i aint going to kill my health,

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