Yeah… Scrappy-Dee. This one’s for everybody sitting in that waiting room, wondering if they’re gonna get help… or wondering how much the help is gonna cost. Money shouldn’t decide who gets to live. [Verse 1] Walk through the doors, pain running through your chest, First question ain’t your name — “What insurance you got?” Trying to get treated while you’re giving what you got, Bills stacking up before the healing even starts. Healthcare used to sound like taking care of people, Now the paperwork can feel like a maze with no sequel. Premiums going up, deductibles getting deep, Some folks working two jobs just to afford to breathe. Doctor says, “You need it,” insurance says, “Denied,” Patient sitting there wondering, “Who decides?” Medicine costs more than the paycheck in your hand, How you supposed to get well when you can’t afford the plan? [Hook — powerful choir/female vocal] Is it healthcare or healthcare for profit? When somebody’s hurting, why the price tag on it? Nobody should feel like their life ain’t worth a dollar, Nobody should be scared when they’re calling for a doctor. We need compassion, we need care, Not a system telling people, “You can’t go there.” Healthcare for the people — that’s what it should be, A human life ain’t a business opportunity. [Verse 2] Now let me keep it real, I’m not blaming every nurse, They work long shifts trying to help through the worst. Doctors and staff caught inside the same machine, Trying to treat the patient while they’re fighting bureaucracy. The system’s complicated, everybody got a role, But when money becomes the gatekeeper, something’s wrong with the soul. Insurance networks, copays, bills in the mail, One unexpected illness can knock a family off the rails. And if you’re uninsured, you may feel terrified, Wondering whether getting treatment means your family’s gonna slide. But emergency rooms have legal protections in place — They must provide an emergency screening and stabilize the case. Still, after the emergency, the bills can hit hard, And navigating healthcare can feel like playing cards. No Surprises protections help in certain situations, And uninsured patients can have rights to cost estimates for scheduled care. [Hook] Is it healthcare or healthcare for profit? When somebody’s hurting, why the price tag on it? Nobody should feel like their life ain’t worth a dollar, Nobody should be scared when they’re calling for a doctor. We need compassion, we need care, Not a system telling people, “You can’t go there.” Healthcare for the people — that’s what it should be, A human life ain’t a business opportunity. [Bridge — slower, emotional] I ain’t saying every doctor is the enemy, I ain’t saying every hospital is the enemy. I’m saying listen to the people in the waiting room, The single mom, the working man, the elderly too. If you’re sick, you shouldn’t feel ashamed. If you’re broke, you shouldn’t feel blamed. If you’re hurting, somebody should hear your cry. Healthcare should help people live — not decide who’s worth the price. [Verse 3 — harder flow] Scrappy-Dee speaking from the heart tonight, Put the patient first — that’s the fight. Not left versus right, not a political game, This is human beings calling out somebody’s pain. We need transparency, affordable medication, Less confusion and better patient navigation. Let the doctors practice medicine, let the patients understand, And stop making healthcare impossible to understand. Because life ain’t a luxury, Breathing ain’t a privilege, A hospital bed shouldn’t feel like a financial prison. Put compassion back inside the mission, Put the human being back inside the system. [Final Hook — full choir] Healthcare for the people! Healthcare for the people! When somebody’s hurting, let compassion be the reason! Healthcare for the people! Healthcare for the people! A human soul is worth more than a dollar on a ledger! [Outro — Scrappy-Dee] This ain’t about attacking the people doing the work. It’s about asking whether the system is working for the people. Because when you’re sick… you shouldn’t have to wonder if your wallet is sick too. Scrappy-Dee. For the people. For the patients. For the ones who can’t speak for themselves.
