This is a song about "Condition"

You use anything at your disposal to mend your condition,

I ain't bitter my nigga, i respect your position

On his critical condition,

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win

On the, condition that

And i got that bait, they all bad

What up girl, tell me how you been

We cool under one condition

In this condition, im loading up with ammunition

You killed the nigga, i stole a bible, is that a sin

Or you will be discovered in a very bad condition.

I’m simply fuckin’ with bitches that know they whole position

That im holy ive been "christened" but its insufficient, im in no condition

With this old half a man, yaknowhati'msayin?i ain't tryin to put you in a position

Being blind isn't a condition, it's a decision,

Earl boykins i 'm hearing voices i try and listen