This is a song about "Condition"

Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been

Make success your mission, regardless of your condition

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

You let it slide, i hit home-runs, clean her dugout till i’m done

Stuck in this #condition i'm fitting

So get up, its time to start nation building

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

You use anything at your disposal to mend your condition,

So get your glass lift it up in the toast position

In this condition, im loading up with ammunition

And then i saw the air condition

I'm wale, the prescription

Through thick and thin

About your condition,

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