This is a song about "Air condition"

First off congratulations on the win

We cool under one condition

Cap heights, 1-2-4, landover, everywhere

Got our middle fingers in the air,

I'm out of here, gimme that breath of fresh air

My coach ain't care, so i ain't care

Or you will be discovered in a very bad condition.

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Then why the fuck am i yellin at air

Runnin' this bitch like i do not care

I'm in condition of confusion where's life's stopped in future,

So i told her i got something you've been waiting for

They're tryin to say that i don't care

Everyday we live and breathe the air

They don't see my vision, grown man mission

And then i saw the air condition