This is a song about "World health organisation"

World world war 3 bout to be known

Smoke one stack straight to my dome

I tried to convince them but those guys are dull, they just kicked their minds outta their skull.

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

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

Seeing them exercise as they try to be fit in health

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

The heart of a lion but i’m a tiger wood look in there

So while she up in vip pourin' merlot in the glass

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

So i just pray and hope god, take a light to myself

Seeing them exercise as they try to be fit in health

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

Because it's hard trying to pay the bills when you're by yourself

My health is in danger

My records sell, yes sir