This is a song about "World health organisation"

Say a prayer and hope that the poor can find health care,

She's got me love stoned from everywhere

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

Listen here, i ain't lookin for no tears

Cause isn't that the reason why we all strive for health,

With applied enthuses from cannabis to health

So, just tell me something about yourself

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

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

Seeing them exercise as they try to be fit in health

I’m just multiplying my money and dividing the legs

I'm spittin hungry like ain't shit up on my dinner plate

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

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

Young and dumb as hell, businesses i'm running well