This is a song about "Condition"

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

I'm grand theft auto, racketeering, larceny, conspiracy, murder one

Tell my story from a position to show everyone my condition

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

That we’ve been confined to, so the corporate won’t make decisions

I'm in a condition of intuitions were life's made up of illusions,

We cool under one condition

It's my fact y'all are fiction with diction

Baptized in eternal fire i'll shed so many tears

And my condition to start violence

On the, condition that

Sneak up on attack

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

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