This is a song about "Condition"

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

Hey, don't do anything that i say in this song, okay? it's fuckin' fiction

About your condition,

Lies, tangled with fiction

Stuck in this #condition i'm fitting

And getting money is the song i sing

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

In this condition, im loading up with ammunition

Don't always fuck me good, i'm just too cheap to divorce her

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

They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win

Or you will be discovered in a very bad condition.

And hell. human condition? what a fancy name to label on a prison,

Telling me shutup, i’m leaving youthe reason you ain’t even got one